Saturday is my new weigh-in/check-in with the weight loss clinic. Given the previous holiday weekend and my proclivity towards gluttony, I didn't start right away. Not until Tuesday. So it's been a whopping 4 days on the diet. Granted, the beginning is the worst part. Some slight headaches, anxiety, boredom, and energy lapses that couldn't be cured with a delicious meal.
Today has been significantly easier than previous days. Hopefully I'm at the part where my body has adapted to the new lower caloric intake and my brain can figure out new ways to handle things without a nice bowl of carbs.
My weight loss clinic wasn't able to do the body scan that tells me my makeup of fat, muscle, water, etc., so I don't know any percentages. I'm down 8 pounds. Hopefully most of it isn't muscle, but I won't know until next week.
From here, I want to lose 40 lbs to get to my goal of being at my lowest adult weight. I definitely wasn't perfect and I remember thinking I still needed to lose 20-30 lbs, but taking off the 40 lbs is my first goal. It's a lot to think about, but if I break it up into 20 and 20, hopefully it's more manageable to work through. Luckily, my boyfriend is also doing the program and my lovely best friend is doing Weight Watchers. So, it's good to have people around that aren't talking about chili dogs all day.
Exercise begins on Monday. Oh, joyous occasion.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Really, this time.
I've left this blog to rot for the last four months, but I'm back to it. No one reads this shit, but it does give me something to do besides think about, shop for, and eat food. I went back to my OptiFast clinic on Saturday. Weighed in, got my shakes and bars, and waited until the holiday weekend was over until I devoted myself to today (Tuesday) to start up. In my dieting hiatus, I put back on all but 6 lbs of my original weight loss. I guess that's better than being higher than before, right?
My memory of the program is that the first few days are misery and it wasn't until a week or two in was I able to be totally adapted and not need to pop a Valium just so I could deal with the anxiety I wasn't eating away with late night popcorn. I'll miss you, clarified butter and sea salt. I feel prepared for it, though. Despite my adoration of unhealthy food, I just don't feel good after indulging in things that provide little to no nutrition.
By next week I plan to have a fitness routine in place. I've ordered some DVD's and other supplies that are supposed to help me avoid needing a gym membership. I have to wait for them to arrive, but a week to adapt to 800 calories a day before getting in a relationship with cardio and resistance training is probably a good idea. Fridge is stocked. My brain is as ready as it can be. Let's hope it's not brutal.
Off I go...
My memory of the program is that the first few days are misery and it wasn't until a week or two in was I able to be totally adapted and not need to pop a Valium just so I could deal with the anxiety I wasn't eating away with late night popcorn. I'll miss you, clarified butter and sea salt. I feel prepared for it, though. Despite my adoration of unhealthy food, I just don't feel good after indulging in things that provide little to no nutrition.
By next week I plan to have a fitness routine in place. I've ordered some DVD's and other supplies that are supposed to help me avoid needing a gym membership. I have to wait for them to arrive, but a week to adapt to 800 calories a day before getting in a relationship with cardio and resistance training is probably a good idea. Fridge is stocked. My brain is as ready as it can be. Let's hope it's not brutal.
Friday, October 29, 2010
I lied
I kmow in my last post I said that I was back on board. Well, I was. Then I took a walk to the edge of that board and dived off. For one, I've been doing more travelling than usual. Of course the point of traveling is to eat. Duh. So, that was an easy justification. I'm usually too busy for vacations, so when the opportunity arises, gotta seize the day. Secondly, I felt s tad bit burnt out on the dieting. Not so much that it was hard or I felt like I couldnt do it, but I truthfully felt as though a diet vacation wouldn't be a bad thing. Sure, I'd miss the progress I've been making, but I needed to stretch my legs.
I've been in Washington DC for the last week. Enjoying the east coast, the colors, the oysters and the crabcakes. Definitely too many carbs. Snacks just for the sake of snacking also made their presence known. While I can't say I didn't enjoy the break, it also helped me realize thst I absolutely need to get back to my OptiFast when I get home.
I have hypoglycemia, mostly the reactive kind. Too much sugar, too much fat, refined carbs, or the combination of them will lead me to a blood sugar crash. They can be pretty severe. I've yet to wind up in the ER or anything, but feeling such an intnse physical reaction makes you realize that things need to be better. Surpsingly, when I was doing my 800 calorie per day Optifast, I never had a crash. Not once. Eating healthy is the only solution.
Right now I'm in the air en route to LA, somewhere above Mizzurah or Tennessee, but come Tuesday I plan to be back at my weight loss clinic. I know I'm going to see some poundage register on the scale that had previously been lost. I'm ready for that. No big deal. A new start is rarely a bad thing.
Until then, I will be enjoying this plane ride full of screaming children and my seatmste who obviously believes her perfume should be tssted by everyone within 50 feet. It's just me, my iPad, airplane WiFi, and plans to update as soon as things are where they should be.
I've been in Washington DC for the last week. Enjoying the east coast, the colors, the oysters and the crabcakes. Definitely too many carbs. Snacks just for the sake of snacking also made their presence known. While I can't say I didn't enjoy the break, it also helped me realize thst I absolutely need to get back to my OptiFast when I get home.
I have hypoglycemia, mostly the reactive kind. Too much sugar, too much fat, refined carbs, or the combination of them will lead me to a blood sugar crash. They can be pretty severe. I've yet to wind up in the ER or anything, but feeling such an intnse physical reaction makes you realize that things need to be better. Surpsingly, when I was doing my 800 calorie per day Optifast, I never had a crash. Not once. Eating healthy is the only solution.
Right now I'm in the air en route to LA, somewhere above Mizzurah or Tennessee, but come Tuesday I plan to be back at my weight loss clinic. I know I'm going to see some poundage register on the scale that had previously been lost. I'm ready for that. No big deal. A new start is rarely a bad thing.
Until then, I will be enjoying this plane ride full of screaming children and my seatmste who obviously believes her perfume should be tssted by everyone within 50 feet. It's just me, my iPad, airplane WiFi, and plans to update as soon as things are where they should be.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Back on board
Off I went to Idaho for my high school reunion. It was an enjoyable time that I won't soon forget. I didn't pack up a bunch of OptiFast to take with me on the airplane. My shoe collection already pushes the luggage weight limit, no room for cartons of shakes.
I gave myself a free license to eat whatever I wanted. It was only a weekend, no big deal. Aside from a night of embarrassing binge drinking, things stayed pretty mild. I wasn't out every 3 hours looking for a snack. Besides a veggie tray and some raspberries my friend bought for me, I didn't really snack at all. That urge just wasn't there. I impressed myself.
We ate out daily. Both of us are light eaters, so sharing a burger was perfect. Half a burger, a few fries. Not exactly diet food since I was told to avoid high-energy carbs, but we were eating only one or two meals per day.
After I returned home to Los Angeles, I came down with a sinus infection. Ideally, I would have had enough shakes to just get back on the diet right away. Being sick is a perfect time to start a liquid diet, but I was out and didn't have the energy to drive to the valley to pick up supplies. I put it off until the next Tuesday when I was all better and ready to recommit. I didn't worry too much about what I ate during that week off. I was sick and didn't have much of an appetite anyway.
When I did make it back to the weight loss clinic, I prepared myself for a 3 pound weight gain. I could handle that. Instead, I had lost 6 lbs of fat and gained 6 lbs in muscle. I weighed exactly the same as I did before my week and a half cheating on OptiFast with carbs. I take that as good news.
I restarted the program last Wednesday. That first day was harder than I expected it to be. I felt shaky and light headed, even after the shakes. At night I had an overwhelming desire to snack like I was on death row and had nothing else to live for.
Luckily, that passed after a couple days. I'm doing about 3 shakes per day and a meal. I should probably be doing 4 or 5 shakes and the meal, but that's just too much. I found some pasteurized liquid egg whites that are safe to consume raw. Gross, but they add protein without a bunch of chemicals, preservatives, or artificial sweeteners to my shakes. After I blend them with the OptiFast and ice, I don't taste them.
My exercise routine is non-existent. I don't like physical activity and it doesn't like me. I'll work on it. For now, I'll just be pleased that I got back to what I was doing and didn't just give up out of boredom and convenience.
I gave myself a free license to eat whatever I wanted. It was only a weekend, no big deal. Aside from a night of embarrassing binge drinking, things stayed pretty mild. I wasn't out every 3 hours looking for a snack. Besides a veggie tray and some raspberries my friend bought for me, I didn't really snack at all. That urge just wasn't there. I impressed myself.
We ate out daily. Both of us are light eaters, so sharing a burger was perfect. Half a burger, a few fries. Not exactly diet food since I was told to avoid high-energy carbs, but we were eating only one or two meals per day.
After I returned home to Los Angeles, I came down with a sinus infection. Ideally, I would have had enough shakes to just get back on the diet right away. Being sick is a perfect time to start a liquid diet, but I was out and didn't have the energy to drive to the valley to pick up supplies. I put it off until the next Tuesday when I was all better and ready to recommit. I didn't worry too much about what I ate during that week off. I was sick and didn't have much of an appetite anyway.
When I did make it back to the weight loss clinic, I prepared myself for a 3 pound weight gain. I could handle that. Instead, I had lost 6 lbs of fat and gained 6 lbs in muscle. I weighed exactly the same as I did before my week and a half cheating on OptiFast with carbs. I take that as good news.
I restarted the program last Wednesday. That first day was harder than I expected it to be. I felt shaky and light headed, even after the shakes. At night I had an overwhelming desire to snack like I was on death row and had nothing else to live for.
Luckily, that passed after a couple days. I'm doing about 3 shakes per day and a meal. I should probably be doing 4 or 5 shakes and the meal, but that's just too much. I found some pasteurized liquid egg whites that are safe to consume raw. Gross, but they add protein without a bunch of chemicals, preservatives, or artificial sweeteners to my shakes. After I blend them with the OptiFast and ice, I don't taste them.
My exercise routine is non-existent. I don't like physical activity and it doesn't like me. I'll work on it. For now, I'll just be pleased that I got back to what I was doing and didn't just give up out of boredom and convenience.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
3 weeks
Tuesday is my new favorite day of the week. I'm not sure if being excited to get weighed is a normal thing, but when you've made a large commitment to an entire way of eating, it's nice to see the progress.
To the doctor I went. I am +1 lbs. But, there is good news. The scale printout shows that I have gained 2 lbs of muscle and have lost 2.6 lbs. of fat. The number on the scale doesn't bug me. Of course, it would have been fun to see the number take a nose dive like it has in the last two weeks, but this is still good news. The doctor wanted me to stop losing muscle and to burn fat instead.
I didn't buy any food products today. I go out of town early Friday morning and have no intention of lugging little cartons of protein shakes with me to my high school reunion. I'll be on real food from Friday-Monday evening. Well, food and vodka.
I got weighed, bought another bottle of AppTrim (my prescription appetite suppressor) and off I went to face the normal world. My anxiety has leveled off about the weekend. Sure, there's the chance that a few days off the program could reignite my love of carbs and butter, but I'm not at all under the impression that it's okay to go completely off the deep end.
My best friend (with whom I'll be staying with and spending all of my time with) is well aware of my plan to not pig. Besides, no one goes to Boise, Idaho to eat. New York City? That may call for some severe justification, but there's nothing in Boise that's worth blowing three weeks worth of doing.
I realized that I could just limit my calorie intake to 800 calories per day, still see the doctor for the weigh-ins, prescription vitamins, appetite suppressors, and general guidelines. I could do that, but I realize that I actually like the shakes. They make life easy. I actually dread having to decide what my meal of the day will be.
There will be alcohol, there will probably be a post-bar hotdog at one of the various carts downtown. There will possibly be some morsels of dessert. There is also the commitment to totally go back to what's become normal. I look forward to the progress more than I do the time off.
Look at me, with the spirit of a skinny girl. If only the outside matched. Soon, right?
To the doctor I went. I am +1 lbs. But, there is good news. The scale printout shows that I have gained 2 lbs of muscle and have lost 2.6 lbs. of fat. The number on the scale doesn't bug me. Of course, it would have been fun to see the number take a nose dive like it has in the last two weeks, but this is still good news. The doctor wanted me to stop losing muscle and to burn fat instead.
I didn't buy any food products today. I go out of town early Friday morning and have no intention of lugging little cartons of protein shakes with me to my high school reunion. I'll be on real food from Friday-Monday evening. Well, food and vodka.
I got weighed, bought another bottle of AppTrim (my prescription appetite suppressor) and off I went to face the normal world. My anxiety has leveled off about the weekend. Sure, there's the chance that a few days off the program could reignite my love of carbs and butter, but I'm not at all under the impression that it's okay to go completely off the deep end.
My best friend (with whom I'll be staying with and spending all of my time with) is well aware of my plan to not pig. Besides, no one goes to Boise, Idaho to eat. New York City? That may call for some severe justification, but there's nothing in Boise that's worth blowing three weeks worth of doing.
I realized that I could just limit my calorie intake to 800 calories per day, still see the doctor for the weigh-ins, prescription vitamins, appetite suppressors, and general guidelines. I could do that, but I realize that I actually like the shakes. They make life easy. I actually dread having to decide what my meal of the day will be.
There will be alcohol, there will probably be a post-bar hotdog at one of the various carts downtown. There will possibly be some morsels of dessert. There is also the commitment to totally go back to what's become normal. I look forward to the progress more than I do the time off.
Look at me, with the spirit of a skinny girl. If only the outside matched. Soon, right?
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Fight on for ol' SC... fight on to victory.
In the infamous words of Ice Cube "Today was a good day."
It was the first home game of the season at my Alma Mater, USC. We beat Virgina and I got some good exercise climbing the stairs of the Coliseum after we gave our good seats away.
The only thing to eat was at the ESPN "VIP" party we got into which was hosted by a Buffalo wings restaurant. Being a VIP meant you got to eat Buffalo wings, celery, drink domestic beer, and watch some TV's. Not so impressive. After reading the menu and asking the server which sauce was the least caloric, I was even less impressed when she had no idea what that meant. "Which sauce is the least worst for me?"
So, I had maybe 5 wings with a sauce that didn't have the word "sweet" in the title and a pile of celery. Since the only thing I had consumer during the day was a single OptiFast, I decided that I'd break the rules and have a reasonable dinner. Two meals in a day? The horror.
Persian food is a good choice for healthy eating. Charbroiled kebobs (I chose shrimp) and you can always ask for salad instead of rice. They don't do heavy dressings. It's lemon juice/oil/spices. The oil helps you absorb your vitamins, so a little wont end the world.
The challenge I am finding with incorporating real food in with my OptiFast is that I can't convince myself to drink 3 shakes, have a bar, and the protein-rich dinner that my doctor prescribed. I am not comfortable going over 800 calories. I was seeing results with that and now, just two weeks into it, he wants me to increase. Maybe this is the start of an eating disorder, but the whole point of starting the program was to lose weight quickly. I'm also just not hungry. I eat/drink my shakes because I know I'm supposed to.
This is really not a problem I imagined myself having, but I can't say I'm hating it.
Oh, and USC won. :)
It was the first home game of the season at my Alma Mater, USC. We beat Virgina and I got some good exercise climbing the stairs of the Coliseum after we gave our good seats away.
So, I had maybe 5 wings with a sauce that didn't have the word "sweet" in the title and a pile of celery. Since the only thing I had consumer during the day was a single OptiFast, I decided that I'd break the rules and have a reasonable dinner. Two meals in a day? The horror.
Persian food is a good choice for healthy eating. Charbroiled kebobs (I chose shrimp) and you can always ask for salad instead of rice. They don't do heavy dressings. It's lemon juice/oil/spices. The oil helps you absorb your vitamins, so a little wont end the world. The challenge I am finding with incorporating real food in with my OptiFast is that I can't convince myself to drink 3 shakes, have a bar, and the protein-rich dinner that my doctor prescribed. I am not comfortable going over 800 calories. I was seeing results with that and now, just two weeks into it, he wants me to increase. Maybe this is the start of an eating disorder, but the whole point of starting the program was to lose weight quickly. I'm also just not hungry. I eat/drink my shakes because I know I'm supposed to.
This is really not a problem I imagined myself having, but I can't say I'm hating it.
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