Yesterday I decided I needed to take my tracking more seriously. While I enjoy scribbling (bitching, ranting) in my food diary, I still have no real awareness of how much I’m actually consuming as I don’t count calories or points. I headed back to NutriDiary then remembered how it’s American-ness annoyed me. After poking round on the Goog I found Weight Loss Resources. It may not have a sexy name but it has a massive database of UK food products.
I’ve signed up for the three-day free trial (Try saying Three Day Free Trial three times without getting your tongue tangled). I’m pretty impressed thus far. The design and navigation are somewhat clunky but I think I’d be willing to put up with it and pay £9 month (£7 month if you sign up for six months) just to use the excellent tools. The database is tops, it had my Yeo Valley Yogurt, the Tesco Finest Mediterranean Chutney, the Cauldron Organic Mushroom Burgers. I can see why Americans go for FitDay and Aussies like Kimba go DietClub. It is so easy when you can find the local, specific brands and get accurate nutritional information. You can save your favourite foods and make ‘recipes’ of things you frequently eat together. I made one for my yogurt/muesli/seeds/banana combo that I have for brekkie and another for the basic salad I chop up for my lunch. Easy peasy.
So it does the usual stuff like tell you where your calories are from (fat, protein, carbs), lets you log your weight and measurements, sets your calorie level depending on how much you want to aim to lose each week. It also has a pretty nifty exercise log that links into the food log. I was impressed to find specific classes like Body Pump and Combat. No Body Jam though, I put that down as Intense Aerobic Dancing.
(Which was FREAKING intense last night I can tell you. I went to the Body Jam Clinic for half an hour before and Vanessa asked my sister and I did we want help with any particular moves. “All of them,” I said. “I am rubbish at ALL OF THEM!”. She cackled but did she not realise I was serious! She also broke down the technique for “chest pumps”, ie sticking your tits out and butt out and pumping your arms like you’re some little bikini-clad slut in a cage in an MTV video. She kept telling me I need to push my boobs out more. I COULDN’T! My bloody Enell sports bra had squashed the girls into submission!)
So I ate 1694 calories yesterday. This was an eye-opener like you would not believe. I had an extremely healthy eating day, but I was alarmed at where the calories added up. One little ounce of mild cheddar cheese was 115 cals, 9.6g fat. FARK! How many times over the past few months have I nibbled at the cheese block? No wonder I haven’t lost any weight. So with all the data laid out in front of me I quickly saw what was going on and how I could cut calories and fat. Rather than buy some shitey low fat cheese I’d rather skip it altogether or have it a couple times a week. That would bring the fat down heaps and leave just good fats like my walnuts, brazils and avocado – although now I know to just eat three brazils and not half the frigging packet.
Interesting stuff, I tells ya. While I have basically stuck to wholesome, non-processed foods lately, evidently my portions have let me down. And so have my nutty Bullshit Calories. It’s time for me to wake up and acknowledge what I am really eating and keep track of it in a solid, practical, mathematical way. I’m going to aim for around 1500 cals, which is what Slimming magazine recommends for someone who has between 1 and 3 stone to lose. I have just over 3 stone (about 20 kilos) to the top of my healthy range, so I’ll see how I go with that for starters.
Already I am thinking about things. It’s been ages since I felt such awareness. I’m thinking about everything I eat and wondering what effect it will have on my food diary. I’m thinking about how to fit in more exercise so I can log that. I’m thinking about pestering the Scottish Companion for Hot Action tonight coz I’m sure that burns off a lot. It’s rather sad to shag with Alan Titchmarsh on the telly hosting British Isles: A Natural History but that didn’t stop us last week. Ewww! That annoying bloke with the Lego Man hair is watching us!
Well my shoulders are so freaking sore from Body Jam last night that I am just too tired and moany to type any more! Ha! So stay tuned, groovers. Hope you’re all well, and as always, lovely to hear from you and hope your own weeks are going great guns!