THIRTYTONORMAL

I know I’m doing well …

when I can walk past the cupcake store multiple times and not have even the most fleeting desire to go in.

The only parking place I could find today was right in front of the cupcake store.  So I hit the grocery store and the bank (it’s half way between them) and walked past the window filled with the freshest of fresh delicious cupcakes several times (because I forgot to get lemons at the grocery store and so had to go back) without a single twinge.

Hooray for me.  I am SO happy to be in this place.

I know I have a long way to go (like the rest of my life ;) ), but after over a year of starts and stops … with the starts sometimes barely lasting a day … it is so great to feel firmly on the path.

And I remember this feeling.  Not just from the first part of this journey when I lost the first ~40 pounds, but from the years and years when I didn’t have a weight problem.  Life wasn’t a series then of on or off a diet.  Life just was.  I fully admit that I was much more active then (as any mother of young kids will testify), but I never belonged to a gym and never counted a single calorie. I just ate when I was hungry and realize now I ate almost exactly like I’m eating now … lots of vegetables and proteins with some fruit and dairy without a lot of grains.

Do I think this is it?  Well, I sure hope it is, but I know that I need to stay cognizant that as easily as I arrived in this place I can just as easily leave.  All it takes is my listening to that voice coming back and telling me I deserve, I can, I should be able to eat that cupcake or cupcakes.

Is it crazy to be this happy about how well things are going at one week in?  Probably, but I take my happiness where I can find it.  :)

 

Happy New Year!

We had an awesome Christmas.  Lots of fun with all the kids and grandkids.  Eating was perfect until Christmas Day when one of my daughters gave me some peppermint taffy that was locally made the day before so was perfectly delicious and fresh.  I had one piece and I was a goner.  I have no idea how many pieces were in that bag because I was too busy unwrapping and shoving them in my mouth to count them.  Then another daughter gave me a dark chocolate Lindt Santa … it was also demolished in no time at all.  Luckily for me those were the only two things I loved so were the limit of my temptations.  Also luckily for me they didn’t lead to days of sugar … once those candies were gone I was done.

I did have some fresh rolls on Christmas day … the only grains I indulged in.  I didn’t have any physical problems from the grains or the sugar … I suspect that I’m a person for whom the inflammation builds up over time.  Again I was able to have two rolls and be done.

So my weight pretty much stayed the same … which of course I was hoping I would lose some, especially since I wasn’t overindulging on a daily basis.  But whatever.  We all have to start at some weight and I’m starting the new year with 40 pounds to lose to get to a normal BMI.

I know I say this every year, but I really, really, really want to be done with this weight.  I’ve literally been playing around with the same 5 pounds for the last 18 months … not good.  And I believe I’m in a good place for it the last of the weight loss to happen.  I know what I need to do food-wise and have been doing it … fresh vegetables and protein, limited dairy and fruits, no grains, sugar or legumes.  It’s an easy, doable plan for me.  I do need to get back to being consistent on the exercise … that’s the part that has been missing the last couple of months.

No trips scheduled until the middle of February, so that gives me a good foundation to get going on the exercise part of it.  Weather has been mild here … in the high 20′s and low 30′s, but we head back to the frigid north next week when the highs have only been in the teens.  This actually works to my advantage because exercise is one way for me to warm up.

I’m looking forward to a great 2012 …

 

Rule #1 …

Don’t go to the grocery store hungry, especially after doing a 10 mile bike ride.

Everything looked delicious … even the yucky processed, packaged foods (I’m talking about you, Little Debbie’s).  I did get out of there with just what was on my list … onions, garlic, chicken breasts, and mushrooms.

Saw a challenge yesterday (something about fitting the dress … get a size smaller dress for Christmas and fit into it) and thought I could do that.  But then the in-control Siobhan reminded me that challenges make me crazed (unless there is money involved, then I’m all over it).  Plus this challenge had a lot of rules (and I mean a LOT) and they were really strict.  And the only thing that makes me as crazed as challenges is being told what to do.

Meanwhile the in-control Siobhan has been in charge, evidently, for the past week because I’ve been eating excellently.  I even started exercising again … walked 3 miles yesterday and did 10 miles (outside) on the bike this morning … just had to wait to go until the temperature got above 40.

Don’t know why the switch has flipped, but it has and not just for a day or two (it’s been FOUR days, people!!!!!) (yes, I’m making fun of myself for thinking that four days is meaningful yet … four days is only meaningful FOR ME when I have 30 days or more under my belt).

One thing I do need to really seriously consider is eating grains … staying on the in-control path is SO much easier when I don’t have grains in my diet.  SO when I do eat them (notice I said WHEN not IF … I do know myself that well that I will decide to eat them once in a while), I need to make sure I’m prepared for the consequences (as in cravings and hunger). And balance those consequences with any perceived benefits that I think I’ll get from eating them.

We’ll see though.  This is a dance I’ve danced many a time.  I do know intuitively that I should avoid grains … I’m well aware that they not only cause cravings, but I get headaches, stomach pains, and joint pains.  The problem has always been that if I keep eating them, then I get used to having the aches and pains and forget that I can live without them if I’m willing to forego the grains.