I’ve got no kids nor immediate plans to sprog up. Yet I’m always fretting about how I’d raise my non-existent brood to have healthy, non-screwy attitudes to food. Fig recently wrote a post called Young Hearts Be Free, (scroll down, it’s the 26 April entry) all about how she talks to her kids about fat and exercise and moderation. It is a bloody good read and a responsible approach. There is all this kerfuffle in the news here about the quality school dinners at the moment, but there’s plenty of other meals in the week aside from the school lunch.
What happens at home is so important in shaping attitudes. I remember my stepdad eating a white bread sandwich with margarine and CHOCOLATE FROGS inside it, and he’d say "Do as I say, not as I do." Yeah right, buddy! As soon as I’m outta here I’m eating all the chocolate frogs I want. But not in a sandwich because that’s just wrong! Anyway, Fig’s approach is a winner, I tells ya.
I have been thinking about Australia lately, feeling rather homesick. I can’t wait to visit in October. I’m in two minds about where I’d like to live, long-term. Then Kimba left a comment in the last entry to say she saw Green & Blacks chocolate in the Oxfam shop today. It was $11 for a 100g block. Bloody hell! So this either means a) I never move home coz the G&B’s is too expensive or b) I move home right away coz the G&B’s is too expensive therefore I can never guts out on it. Hmmmm.
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Patience, grasshopper. Think of the long term picture. This is the sort of twaddle I mutter to myself when there’s weeks and weeks without significant changes in my bod or on the scale. It’s what I say to soothe my whiny soul after bitching yet again to the Scottish Companion that I am bored with calorie counting, macronutrients, sports bras, whole grains, downward dogs and running. But the trick is to just hang on through these sucky go-nowhere weeks – and keep up the exercise and healthy food. Even when you are literally yelling and stomping on the kitchen floor, "WHY DOES THIS SUCK SO MUCH?".
Why? Because when you least expect it, POW, you will notice a whole bunch of changes all at once. This happened to me this week.
- Forced into the bowels of my wardrobe by a lack of clean clothes, I rediscovered some tops my sister had brought back from Australia in January. They were too tight then, but now they fit!
- My boa-constrictive Enell sports bra suddenly does up with great ease instead of feeling like it will crack my ribcage open
- After a year of little progress in these areas, I increased my tricep and bicep AND chest weights at Body Pump
- On noticing my legs suddenly felt a lot stronger, I got out the stopwatch and found I’ve shaved three minutes off my Walk To Work time
- On a grassy high school athletics track, I ran one kilometre as per Mistress Julia’s instruction and did it in 6:09, which ain’t Paul Radcliffe but it was well over a minute and a half faster than the last timed kilometre back in early April. Woo!
- Today’s weigh-in saw a 0.6kg loss!
It’s weeks like these that keep me going. Sometimes it’s so tedious and boring but I know I have to be patient and consistent, and realise it takes time for the body and mind to find a rhythm. It’s weeks like these and I want to push my body harder and further than ever before. Just purely to see what it could do. Woohoo!
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Wednesday Weigh-In – Week Seventeen
last update: 11 May 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: 86.9 kg (191.5 lb)
current bmi: 29.1
result this week: -0.6 kg (0.4 lb)
loss in 2005: -9.0 kg (19.8 lb)
total loss since 2001: -72.3 kg (159.3 lb)
initial goal weight: 75 kg (165 lb)
distance to goal: 11.9 kg (26.2 lb)