And here we go again. Four weeks went by pretty bloody quick, eh?
latest update: 9 February 2005
height: 173cm (5’8")
original start weight: 159.2 kg (351 lb) on 17 Jan 2001
original start bmi: 53.4
fresh start weight: 95.9 kg (211.4 lb) on 12 Jan 2005
fresh start bmi: 32.2
current weight: 90.6 kg (199.3 lb)
current bmi: 30.4
result this week: -1.2 kg (2.6 lb)
loss in 2005: -5.3 kg (11.6 lb)
total loss since 2001: -68.6 kg (150.9 lb)
initial goal weight: 75 kg (165 lb)
distance to goal: 15.6 kg (34.4 lb)
There’s some little milestones to celebrate this week. I’m now in "onederland", as the pound watching Americans call it when you crack the < 200lb mark. And I’ve hit 150 pounds lost, which is good because that’s how much I said I’d lost in my bio for Erin’s book. The book comes out in May, so I was hoping I’d get to that point by then. So now there’s all the more incentive for not gaining weight – I don’t want to be a liar in print!
I had a cracker of a week, overall. I planned every mouthful at the start of each day using Weight Loss Resources’ groovy little Food Planner. Then I add in whatever exercise I’ve planned to do. That way I see how many calories/fat/protein/carbs etc I’m set to scoff, then I can decide whether I’ll be eating too much or not enough, and I chop/add snacks as appropriate. This week I knew I was going out for lunch on Saturday so I cut back during the week and piled on the exercise. Sunday morning SC had a sudden craving for fish and chips, so we had the oven-baked kind for dinner that night. It was still way over my calories but I’d cut back on breakfast and lunch to compensate.
I know I must sound like some sort of control freak, but planning is, and what always has, worked best for me. I am not doing anything extreme here. You’d think we three weeks to go to the wedding I’d be drinking SlimFast and nibbling on seaweed in an attempt to drop a size. But I just couldn’t be arsed. I feel happy and optimistic and level-headed with the way I’ve been eating.
I had the bread and the fancy French butter at the restaurant on Saturday, but skipped on wine and picked a vegetarian main and a fruity dessert. I’m trying to strike a balance, to shed my old extreme behaviours. If I am mega-healthy for the vast majority of the time, I can afford to eat out or have some fish and chips once in awhile. I’m not panicking, I’m not in a rush – I am just enjoying logging my weight here and at WLR every Wednesday and watching the numbers inch downwards.
Maybe I am speaking too soon, it’s only been four weeks. But I feel like my head is finally in the right place, I’ve come to terms with the fact that I know what works best for me and that it’s all about focus and hard work.
I have some freakin’ huge challenges this coming week (London, baby!) and the week after (my hen do – aka bachelorette party to you Americans) and of course the wedding and honeymoon after all THAT. Yet I’m finding myself looking forward to the challenge of all these events and seeing if I can handle ’em without with a sense of balance. Bring it onnnnnn.