Just struggling to get motivated to write
I’ve started taking this every morning in my awesome man torso shot glass
It takes a LONG time to lose weight. Especially if you want to keep it off, make a healthy life change and not take up illegal narcotics, develop an eating disorder (which lasts a life time) or go into manic or depressive patterns. It is easy to get discouraged, give up interest, lose hope.
I’d love to hear how you, my amazing readers, stay motivated. What are your tricks?
Some people keep a picture of themselves looking bad on the fridge, that would send me running to rip it down and hide it, the first date I got, which I am ready to start any day now… dating, It’s been 10 months!! Any one wanna fix me up? LOL… O yeah… as I was saying. Not I! I keep a couple framed pictures of my self looking REALLY great. It reminds me that I can have that killer body, I have had it before, and with enough hard work, I can get there again. Maybe without all the crying this time.
I am fortunate I live alone, and there is only me to shop for, But I keep healthy food, easy low cal snacks in the fridge. I don’t buy the junk, and then am less likely to put on pants and head down to the convience store for those salty chips or calorie loaded chocolate bar. Because putting on pants is often the deterrent for me…
I set mini goals for my self, like “I will get in 30 min of exercise today”, and the 30 often turns into more, but you HAVE to value yourself and put aside that time for you. I know with kids and a husband and work and all the other things your life throws at you it seems like an impossible or at the very least improbable feat. But you HAVE to! I’ll set mini goals with meals as well. When I realize I have eaten an entire bag of beef jerky (weird I know) I don’t use it as an excuse to calorie load the rest of the day, Plan a healthy breakfast, and go from there. And don’t beat yourself up over slips, just don’t make them into nasty sink holes.
Some people claim keeping a journal or an electronic journal of food helps, or counting calories. I have these things set up, and you can see if you’d like, but I don’t find it motivates me particularly. Having said that, If I wasn’t blogging about this whole thing, It’s likely I would have quit already. Thank you to my readers, and Vanessa & Candace for suggesting it. It has been life changing.
Get a work out buddy. Someone to be a real pain in the ass about it. This takes time, you want someone motivating but not obnoxious and with a similar or flexible schedule. Find a physical activity you enjoy, it’s easier to drag your butt there. And again at a time that works, I have to motivate and work out in the morning or right after work, because once my pants come off, it’s all over for me.
Reward yourself! It is HARD work, and you have to give your self positive reinforcement, wether it be a cheat day, or a new belt, or a massage, maybe even a cake pop from Starbucks (but just one, don’t fall for the two for $2 they are still 170 calories each, your ass smaller is worth the extra 60 cents!!)
Read about someone else’s achievements! And I’m not talking about watching the biggest loser while eating ice cream, Read other peoples blogs, millions on the internet, there are some amazing and motivating stories out there, it may help shape your motivation!
Most of all be gentle with yourself. You will experience setbacks, it will be hard and you will want to quit. You can do it! Just pick up, dust yourself off, and get back on it.
I’m at work having lunch, I shouldn’t be blogging… I have heaps to do! I took a week off my diet. No calorie counting, no shakes. I played with my precious nephew (he is the light of my life), ate McDonald’s, and cookies, and cupcakes. So I was a little nervous that all my hard work would be undone. I stepped on the scale, and looked down with one eye closed, not sure how that would help! But I did it. 186.4 yay! Must be all that lean muscle I developed… Haha! Brooke figured out for me I lost 7.9% percent of my body fat. That is huge! Now back to calorie counting… Tomorrow… ; )
Friday night I drank a LOT of beer, was a great time, stayed out too late, but really was fun. Yesterday we had a tea thing after I was betrothed with the honor of being a god parent. Mnnnn date squares and cake! I’ll have to make up all this eating by playing extra hard.
Yesterday for lunch I had a big Mac. I’m feeling it today. I am swollen. I know better, but I had forgotten about the McD’s hangover. I also unloaded 7 pallets of liquor and re arranged to cooler at work, so the calories weren’t an issue, just the salt…3610mg for the day. Good god no wonder I’m swollen!
Weight today was 188.4
Measurements for the 90 days
Neck 13 inches
Bust 42 inches
Waist 33 inches
Hips 42 inches
I am no longer considered obese, just overweight.
Body Mass Index: 30.5 kg/m2
Waist-to-Height ratio: 0.50
Percent Body Fat: 36.1%
Lean Body Mass: 120.4 lb
You are overweight by 15.7 kilograms (34.5 pounds)
Minimum caloric requirements: 1855
Your diet should contain at least 76 grams of protein per day.
I really don’t know I’d be comfortable losing 34.5 more pounds. I couldn’t find the pants I wore for the starting pictures, they are probably in my gym bag balled up and sweaty, but they are loose… Anyways… Half way pictures!
Although I thought I had nailed my awful before pictures, in retrospect, I suggest you wear something with structure, real pants, stuff that doesn’t stretch! Jeans maybe… Happy Friday the 13th
I finish my 90 day challenge on Friday the 13th! I will post pictures weight and measurements then. The suspense…
I like to power walk. I have a couple routes mapped out depending on how much time I have between getting home from work, and it getting dark. There are plenty of great trails and hills around my house. I try to go for 5-10k, and it usually takes just a little over an hour 15 to make the 10k. So I’m walking at around 9k-11k/H (no you tube clip about me trying to figure out how may k’s per hour you go…) Sometimes it is just me and my iPod, and dog spray, and cell phone, and aluminum water bottle. I know… so much stuff… I travel my route 3 or 4 times per week, and now the neighborhood dogs don’t even bark at me anymore. I’m old news. I have even taken to doing a little dancing as I walk, fancy foot work and some hip trusting, occasionally adding some arms as well… People looking out their window must think I am a CRAZY person. Dancing, wearing a bright orange windbreaker (pylon orange) and a green toque, purple hoodie, and whatever rainbow color pants I feel like. Oh and a wrist reflector, because getting hit by a car sounds awful. I saw what being run over did to my iPhone, no thanks.
That’s right, last week in a rush I lost my iPhone. I did get it back, but after a couple cars had been over it. I had forgotten about garbage day, and when I went back inside to collect the trash (previously a man job in my house) I put the phone on the roof of my car, and was at work before I realized it was missing. I was luckily due for an upgrade, and now have a new phone, but not the best way to spend my money. The neighbor kid brought it to my house, so I managed to get all the pictures off it before it gasped it’s dying breath and gave me a terminal error message. The front screen is perfectly fine, if anyone needs one…(LIB!)
I am nearing the end of my 90 day challenge. I cannot even begin to explain how far I have come, emotionally mostly, but physically as well. I remember the day Micah texted me, just to check in and say hi. I am so grateful that you suggested I do the challenge. It was exactly what I needed to pull me out of my swampy sadness. I had a superior challenge experience. A faithful friend to check up on me, and my order accuracy. Incredible support thru the Facebook page, text message and blog follower. I am grateful every day for you and Brooke. Again, amazing, and thankful.
I am thinking of reevaluating my goals at this stage. I think that a trip to a nutritionist is in order. I would look awful if I lost 30lbs. 15 or 20 max is what I think would be ideal for my frame. I want to have the muscle structure to win a push up challenge. Or arm wrestle, maybe some native american leg wrestling… Does the WWE need lady wrestlers? I could be called “Ginger Snap” bahahah…I may request people call me that just for a stage name. I guess I will post pictures and you can decide 30 lbs too much? I wonder if I can set up a poll option on here…
It’s finally warming up enough for me to take my bike off the trainer, then I can alternate between walking, the barre and cycling. I don’t know when I’ll have time for the gym. Too bad… lol! Who nows how many K’s running shoes last? I think mine are pretty worn out, but I’m trying not to spend money all willy nilly. I know that doesn’t even sound like me. But not waitressing is hard on the bank account. 25K per week for the last 8 weeks, and then maybe 25k, plus work walking for the 8 months before. Time to invest in some soles.
Next week while I’m in calgary, maybe I can go shoe shopping with my precocious 4 year old nephew. I’ll be diet free the week I am there, so we can eat “uoot yooupes” for breakfast, and bake cookies. I am really looking forward to going for a visit! And when I return, back to stupid calorie counting and torching calories working out. Seriously contemplating another 90 day challenge, or perhaps a hybrid challenge catered to my needs. Like my need to cook.
A couple pictures from my meandering breakneck speed walks… Spring is here! These Beauties are for my parents. My fantastic parents have been married 33 years. In that 33 years never once has my father bought my mother flowers. Now this may be horrifying to some of you, but my mom doesn’t give a flying F about bouquets. Flowers die (not unlike love…bahahah!) But I remember as a kid my Dad bringing home the first pussy willows for my mom. Hand cut from the side of the road. That’s love, (and “economical”).
The second is those brave little violets that grow in lawns. What better excuse not to cut the grass but that your kid has a thing for violets. They are the most delightful fragrant little flowers. Weeds really, sending a big F-you to all the lush green lawn snobs that they will grow where they please. I remember picking bunches and bunches of them, and thrusting them under my mothers nose, “SMELL THEM! Aren’t they SOOOOO WONDERFUL?!!!!!”
My neighbors probably think, “theres that crazy dancing girl that dresses like a colorblind pylon crawling on the lawn again…”
So as expected there were cookies at the tea. Delicious homemade goodies. I exceeded my calorie intake by 1000. But, well, no guilt, I enjoyed it. There service was short and sweet, then we went down to the pub for a cocktail. It was really nice to see some of the family, and then Cherise Libs & I had a great dinner at our favorite restaurant!
Yesterday was a usual day at work, I’m kinda counting down till I can go visit my family. It’s been too long between visits… I burned out of there to do a barre class, and tried to squeeze in a 10k walk before it got dark. It was COLD and windy, so I only did 6k. I thought my legs would be sore today, but it’s my abs I feel today.
Weighed first thing this morning, I feel thiner, But stepping on the scale I gained .4 of a pound. No big deal, not going to get down on this, I have been doing really well exercising and counting calories (lame). I thought, I should measure…
neck is the same at 33cm (still have the back up chin, just in case…)
bust is 112cm (down 1.5 inches since starting)
waist 88cm (also down 1.5 inches)
Hip 109cm (down 2.75 inches!)
I am proud of my fabulous legs, and the fact I still have an hourglass figure, (thank you mom & dad)
One week left of my 90 day challenge…
Grampa’s funeral, I had a shake for breakfast, one for lunch, and then a second cup latte on my way, and am now waiting in Starbucks blogging and enjoying another latte. that’s a whole lotta milk. A “tea” is to follow the service, I bet there will be cookies. Then dinner tonight with Libby, who drove down from Revelstoke to keep me company and Cherise, who offered to come too. Amazing support, I truly have incredible friends.
I am looking forward to seeing my Aunt, I haven’t seen her in a couple years. I just never seem to make it over to the island where she lives. Really not looking forward to the rest of this… My mother had an interestingly unique and epically scaring relationship with her father, and has decided to not attend the service. She put in more time with him alive than anyone else, and she deserves to be free from all this. I lifetime of one sided care and compassion for both parents is finally done. I’m proud of her. But the first person who has the nerve to say it’s a shame she’s not there (for this service Gramps never wanted) is gonna get an earful!!