Winning Again!

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The last couple of weeks, I’ve written about problems and obstacles we face, in weight loss, and in life. Things were getting very discouraging, but I stuck with it. I faced my obstacles, and I shared it all with you all, both as a confession, and as a lesson. We all face these challenges.

I got on the scales today, and saw a drop. I haven’t lost weight in three weeks. In fact, I had gone up a bit. But today, I’m back where I need to be. And I’m psyched.

You all deserve a lot of the credit. You kept reading, liking the posts, and some started following the blog because of the articles. You gave me so much support and confidence. Thank you so much.

The changes I made in tracking, and adjusting my calorie intake, really helped. As I have said before, calories count. It’s basic science.

Over the last three weeks, I have found some fat based snacks to help me quell my hunger. I don’t have to eat many of them. And I’ve begun regular exercise. My workout is pitiful right now, because it’s been so many years since I’ve done this, but I’m doing it. And I’ve started to see some improvement in my performance.

I’m doing only body weight exercises. And I’m doing those for a few reasons. 1. Gyms are all closed here. 2. Gyms cost money. 3. Weight sets cost money. 4. I don’t want to spend money. 5. Pumping iron will do more to make me gain weight as muscle, I think, than body weight exercises. I’m trying to tone my body, rather than bulk it up.

Three weeks is not a long time to be stuck on a plateau. I know some of you have been there much longer. Just stay with what you know has worked. Don’t give in. Tweak what you do. Tweak your calories. Adjust your fat vs protein calories. Walk, Run, exercise. Do something to surprise your metabolism. You will get through this.

I know I may have reached the stage where I won’t lose weight every single week. I’m ok with that. I have a goal. But I’m not on a time limit. We’ve got this!

I HATE Dieting in Winter. There I Said It.

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Do you have times of year when eating right is particularly hard? I know I do. Winter is one of them. And it’s not because of the Holidays. It’s because it’s cold and dark, and I want to eat to feel better. I want loads of Carbs. I want good burgers with buns. I want mashed potatoes or loaded baked ones. I want acres of Macaroni and cheese and cheesy potatoes. Many people want soup in winter. It makes them feel warm and cozy. I am not one of those. Unless it’s New England Clam Chowder or Lobster Bisque, I’m not interested in soup at all. For my whole life, soup has felt like a punishment.

Anyway, for the moment, Keto and South Beach, are a bummer. I’m being honest. You need honesty. The only bright spot is I’m now at 240 lbs. even. That means I am 5 pounds from uncharted territory. That’s exciting. For those who are new to this blog, I started originally, at 305. But this Keto/South Beach program I started at 280. It has been years since I was over 300 lbs. But I’ve been stuck at 175 to 280 for nearly a decade. I had given up. My health gave me jolt back to reality. I have to focus on the progress. Last night I was so hungry I was whining like a 6 year old. I didn’t give in, but I sure wanted to. This morning when I got on the scales, I was pleasantly surprised.

The simple truth is, dieting isn’t always easy. Sometimes it’s really hard. You have to decide what’s important to you. For years, I ate my way to poor health, simply because food tasted good. In the end, I had my heart attack and strokes. I wear the scars of that mistake for the rest of my life.

I have made the decision to change. I can honestly say, there is no vanity in my motivation. I’m 64 years old. The idea of egotistical reasons for weight loss is honestly, laughable. I just want the last quarter of my life to be healthy. I owe that as a legacy to those who follow.

Why I Don’t Want To Walk With You. Yes, You! (A ‘Transformation’ Supplemental)

Alone on the trailIt’s not you, it’s me.  So said many a soul trying to break a heart as gently as possible.   Sometimes, though, it’s true. Sometimes people just can’t be with others.

When it comes to exercise, that’s me.  As it turns out, I need to be alone. I have to work out, and, walk, alone, sans company.  It’s not personal. It’s just a fact. Here are some of the reasons:

  1. It’s my quiet time. I need time alone with God every day. I don’t just want it. I need it. It’s my time to pray and talk with Him. Maybe you pray. Maybe you don’t. I do.  My morning walk is where I do my best praying.
  2. It’s my ‘me’ time. I’m an extrovert. I expend a great deal of energy being with people. I love being wired that way, but the simple truth is, I need regular significant ME time. I need to get away from anything that even smells of responsibility. In the old days, that was during my daily time training my sled dogs. Once the dogs hit the trail, it was just the dogs, nature, God and me. I could tune out the real world and just be. I treasured those miles and minutes. After we moved south and I had to give up my dogs, I found my space in my morning farm chores. I would be up early, feeding and watering all the livestock and taking care of the garden. Now that farming is mostly behind me, my chores only take a few minutes in the morning. In the past few weeks, I’ve rediscovered peace and harmony in my morning walk. That’s probably weird, but it’s definitely true.
  3. It’s my most creative time. When I’m walking in the morning, or doing my exercise, I can mentally work on books, blog posts, podcasts, sermons, and a host of other creative projects. I can’t do that if someone is walking with me. I will only focus on the person or people with me.
  4. Walking with someone is distracting. When the going gets tough, I like to let my mind wander. I want to think about writing, or teaching, or just the nature around me. I want to think about anything except the work I’m involved in. If people are around, I can’t get lost in the moment. All I can hear is the footsteps and breathing of my companions. All I can think about is my exploding lungs or weakening muscles.
  5. Walking or exercising with companions makes my workout harder and takes me off my plan. First of all, I’m too sociable. I will want to talk with my companion(s) and talking throws off my breathing and rhythm.  When that happens, I get short of breath and tired too soon.  I really don’t want to have a stroke. That would seriously mess with my goals.  Also, because I’m slower than EVERYONE, I will subconsciously speed up which will mess with my distance.  The breathing and pace of those walking with me will silently influence my own. I hate peer pressure. 😉
  6. Getting thrown off my game makes me grumpy. And I don’t want to be grumpy. I’m not bothered by the fact that you are faster than me, or are a better athlete than I am. I have a plan, a goal.  I need to stick to it. If I’m thrown off that plan, I tend to melt down.

I love being a social butterfly. I love people. Chances are I’m fond of you; just not while I’m trying to focus on my quiet time.  I would love to spend time with you before my exercise time, and I would love to spend time with you after my exercise time. We can drink coffee, sip on iced tea, and chat or argue, or bear one another’s burdens, or any of a number of activities, but I need my tiny fragment of time alone.

I don’t know whether that sounds crazy, or whether it registers with you, but hopefully, it will at least help you understand that while I want you in my life, I don’t want you in my exercise program. I have no problem seeing you at the park or in the gym. In fact, I’m comforted if people I care about are there. Just do your thing, I’ll do mine, then we’ll change the world together.

Thanks for understanding.