Review of week 2. This week went ok, I accomplished all my goals (stayed within points, cleaned out the basement and closet and try a new food). We actually tried a couple new foods - tofu loaf (thumbs down), sloppy joes with soy crumbles (thumbs up) and we are all set to make BBQ tofu tomorrow. I am feeling mostly happy about our food choices but I hope to find some healthier options in the coming weeks.
Last night I had to get up in the middle of night to pee which meant a hike down the stairs. After that, I couldn't go back to sleep and let my mind wander. The last few times I have dieted, I have fallen prey to the old "if I lose 2 lbs a week for the next __ weeks, I will weigh ___ on May 1 and ___ on June 1 and ..." I hate hate hate that mentality because our bodies aren't robots, we don't lose weight in a prescribed fashion. And even if you have a great week and lose 2 lbs, it isnt' much of a celebration, it is what you are supposed to lose. If you have a not so good week, then all your mental calculations have to start again. Anway, I feel like storing my scale has helped me avoid that thought process this time. Now I am thinking "I hope I can exercise for 60 minutes a time for 5 days a week by March or April." I hope that is a healthier mind set.
When I was 22 I lived in Arizona for a summer. I was eating vegan and didn't have a car so I walked or road my bike everywhere. I felt so healthy and great about myself. I wasn't counting calories or worrying about my weight (didn't own a scale), but I could see that i was slimming down and I appreciated it. When I would get out of the shower, I would notice new bones or muscles peeking through the chub. When I finally went home, I weighed myself and I had lost 40 lbs over the summer! The crazy thing? I was disappointed I hadn't lost more, that the scale didn't read some magical mythical perfect weight. I felt so good about myself the second before I got on the scale and so bad the second I got off. I was thinking a lot about that while laying in bed last night. I wish I could go back and slap myself silly.
# posted by amy @ 6:38 PM
