After two years of eating whatever the heck I wanted (and the choices always seemed to be bad!) it was finally time to consider reigning it in.
I had an idea that the scale wasn't going to reflect great things, so I don't know why the number surprised me anyway. Stepping on the scale on New Year's Day and seeing that I was a mere 10 lbs away from my heaviest (known) weight was disappointing to say the least!
Despite knowing and accepting this, it still me a few more days to really commit. The first day back to work after the holidays seemed like a good starting point. All things new and all that jazz.
I guess without going back and reading the past entries, it was easy to forget the early struggle. Making a change is HARD!
I was HUNGRRRRY! Pretty much every second of those early days I was trying not to think about how hungry I was and how much I wanted to just decide I was happy being nice and round and always out of breath - even after sitting still.
Tara and I just kept telling each other that we just had to get through the next three weeks food/diet/nutrition wise. And by diet, I mean our food choices, not actually going on a diet of any sort. Our first step was literally just reigning ourselves in and not cracking and running to Starbucks or McDonalds which was what we had gotten very comfortable with doing. I was literally addicted to iced coffees which is probably the worst of any coffee addiction since it has the milk and all the sugar to sweeten it up! I had a headache for the first week straight after going coffee-free cold turkey! Also not rewarding ourselves with food after any kind of physical activity was a tough pill to swallow. We used to work out so we could eat!
Those first three weeks have passed now and we aren't weeping of hunger or spending an entire day hangry. We still talk about being hungry and describe the foods we used to eat at very great detail, but for me, it seems like the struggle is less. I've had a cheat meal every week and I've steadily lost 12 lbs as of Monday.
I think it's looking back and knowing that the changes started with cleaning up my diet alone. The answer is easy, it's a no brainer which gives it that effortless feeling, but actually living it is a different story.
Don't get me wrong, those smiling photos are ALWAYS post-workout. Just because I'm seeing changes doesn't mean I all of a sudden just love working out or NEED to work out. Every day it's still a constant battle to lace up and press play or head out for a run. I will choose to do one less lap or one less set of stairs if given the option, but at the end of the day I'm still moving.
The added motivation of a work weight loss challenge is helping since my competitive spirit has got its eyes set on beating just one person (but still hoping I win, of course! LOL).
Everyone pretty much made themselves sick a couple weeks ago trying to get as much in as they could for initial weigh-in (I drank so much water before I stepped on the scale that I was literally burping up water back into my mouth later on!)
At the next weigh-in, I had lost 7.2 lbs beating out the person who was in first place at the time by .2 lbs. The places are calculated based on percentage lost as opposed to lbs so at 9 weeks left to go, it's still anyone's game! I have really high hopes of winning but am also recognizing that my sole goal is not to lose weight but to get fit and strong. I am doing strength exercises as opposed to just cardio to help with that which means I am expecting (and hoping) to build muscle which may offset the results I see on the scale. But we'll see!