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Some Sunday Sunshine

24 Feb

The gray gray sky, every single day. It’s too much. I need some sunshine. I’ve been turning my desk lamp on at work and that has helped a little, but I think I need to just go for it and buy one of those full-spectrum SAD lights that I’ve had my eye on for the last few years, but have never had the heart to plunk the cash down for.

The tipping point for me joining Weight Watchers and steeling my resolve to get to the darn gym was because a few months back, I hit an all time low with energy. It was like I was riding from coffee to coffee, just to keep myself functional.  I was getting enough sleep at night, but I wasn’t feeling rested in the day.  I knew that it would not get any better until I changed my habits.  I’ve still been fatigued, the short days and lack of sunlight do not help.  Yesterday, finally, I had a breakthrough!  I had energy! I was excited to get to the gym, and once there, I hopped on the treadmill and ran a whole 30 minutes!  The last time I ran was probably in October, and even then the longest stretch was about 12 minutes.  But yesterday, a whole 30 minutes! Victory!

I had a successful week at Weight Watchers, and I’m getting excited to hit my 10% goal in a few weeks and go SHOPPING!  I don’t have any specific ideas yet, but how cute are these:

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Mr. Beez says that no way no how do I need any more shoes, but how fun would it be to have some sunny kicks to up my energy at the gym?

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I’ve been grateful that work has been at the manageable end of the crazy-spectrum lately which has given me the flexibility and opportunity to focus on my health and well being.  I realized yesterday that March is going to be full-speed-ahead.  I’ve got an article, a significant brief,  a trial and a conference presentation all on my plate.  Feast or famine, folks. But I think that I am finally feeling refreshed from this somewhat quieter time, and I’m excited and ready to take on all these tasks.

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Musings on Weight Watchers

20 Feb

I’m coming up on six months of participation in Weight Watchers.  At first I felt very proud about that, and then I realized how much (or little) weight I have lost in that time period, and I felt pretty crummy.  Weight Watchers is known for slow weight loss.  In my case, it has gone at a glacial pace.  When I feel down about it, I look at the big chart of my weight, and it does show a steady downward slope.  The first 5% of my weight loss came fairly easily, but I’ve had a heckuva time making it to 10%.  I just cashed in a ton of credit card points for an Athleta gift card, and I’ve promised myself some fancy workout gear when I make it to the 10%.

I cannot tie myself to the scale as my only measure.  I’ve noticed some big milestones in this slow journey.  Once tight clothes are fitting better, and clothes that once fit are entirely too loose.  I’ve become more enthusiastic about working out, and have gone from working out once a week (or once every two weeks) to a steady three times per week.  I’ve even put aside the excuses and worked out occasionally during lunchtime.

I’m most proud that the choices have started becoming easier.  It helps that Mr. Beez and I are trying to cut back on dining out, but even when we go to restaurants, it no longer feels like an epic battle between the entree I desperately want and the entree I think I should have.  This is not to say I always make the lowest calorie choice, but no longer does every selection have to be the most decadent plate available.  It is becoming easier for me to make the healthier selection when it’s a run of the mill dinner out, and save the over-the-top ridiculoso selections for special meals.  It’s becoming easier for me to grab (and be happy about) fruits and vegetables as a snack, instead of granola bar after granola bar after granola bar.  Gradually, the magnitude of my “blow it out of the water” days has lessened.  A bad day today is far less bad than a bad day six months ago.

My health generally has had some positive progress.  I wish I could say that I have more energy all the time, but at least I have more energy on the days that I’m working out.  As long as I eat regularly and balanced meals, I no longer have blood sugar crashes.

From my participation in meetings, I’ve learned some invaluable mantras:  A gain isn’t failure, it’s feedback.  Weight Watchers is forever, and if I didn’t do well this week, I’ve got next week to get it back on track.

Good lord I’ve got a long way to go, and it is taking forever to get there.  But with these little steps, there are little successes, and I need to keep moving.

In Between Pants

5 Feb

I went (online) shopping under protest this morning. I usually LOVE shopping online, in real life, from a catalog, whatever.  This time, not so much.  I’m in that frustrating in-between phase of weight loss.  I’ve lots enough weight that my work pants look terrible on me.  The bum is saggy, they give me elephant legs, oh dear lord they look awful.  I bought a new pair of black pants at Banana Republic a couple weeks ago that actually fit, and when I wear them, I feel like a million bucks.  Of course, I’m not made of money, so new Banana Republic pants aren’t an every day thing.

My abs don't look like this at all. Not even close. But you get the idea.

My abs don’t look like this at all. Not even close. But you get the idea.

I didn’t want to buy new pants right now, because it feels like doing so gives my current size permanence.  If I buy new clothes for my body how it is now, then my body’s going to settle where it is.  I don’t want that.

When I someday get down to my “goal weight” (yes, I’m actively working on that with WW and gym visits and yoga and personal training), I want to splurge on nice clothes and even make a look book with a personal stylist.  Buying new pants now chips away at my fashion fund, and feels like I’m nibbling at a treat I did not yet earn.

I bought the pants, but I didn’t buy them happily.  NY & Co. is running a buy-one-get-one-50%-off sale right now, so I got 4 pairs of cheap pants for about what I paid for my nice new Banana Republic pants.  NY & Co. tends not to be the greatest quality, but who cares? Maybe that will motivate me to lose more weight so those pants don’t fit anymore.

How do you deal with your in-between pants phase?