My scale hasn’t moved much but people have been asking if I’ve lost weight. I’ve been committed to doing my best not to eat the things that make me feel all bloaty and yucky, mostly foods with white flour. Although they are not removed completely from my diet, they are more for when I’m out with my son and we pack food for the day’s adventures.
I’ve also been much more aware of artificial sweeteners since they upset my bladder. I never thought I’d be the person that says go eat real sugar but I’ve had a change in mindset. I’m trying to give my family more while/real foods.
The last few weeks, I’ve been so sore and miserable that I had to have a “come to Jesus” talk with myself. Two months ago I joined the gym again but have yet to find a consistent routine and have been less than thrilled with my workouts. So I quit the gym and planned out a time in my day to work out at home. I have the tools from years of working hard and the desire from severe body aches. I know it will get harder when school starts and I’m back at work full time but I need this!
In order to be a better wife and momma I have to take care of me. I’ll be 40 in a few weeks and need to keep up with my toddler. I also want to sleep better and not be so creaky. Today was day 1 of my new work out plan. I’m still meal prepping to the best of my ability, play with my son ever day, trying to help my husband with his new degree he’s workin on, keep my house clean, and occasionally enjoy my summer.
It’s so much more than wanted to hit a goal weight or fit into my clothes at this point. I need to feel better and be able to keep up with my little guy.
Things have been super busy in my household but I’m working hard. Getting back to basics has been my big focus. Meal prep, weighing and measuring, and making better choices is not an easy task but it is the only way I’ve found to get the scale moving again. In the last two months I’ve dropped 7 pounds. It’s not like I’m the beginning of this journey where the weight melts off. I think it’s even harder without time to workout and 40 on the horizon but it gives me hope that I can lose the next 25.
I’m back in Onderland to stay. As spring starts to settle in, my next goal is to get moving.
Now I’m sure the Baritastic App is not new to most but for me it’s going to be a game changer. I’ve been stuck teetering in and out of onerland and struggling to find where my big diet pitfalls are. This app breaks things down better than the previous app I was using. Two days ago I had a huge A-ha moment regarding my sugar intake. I’m tracking honestly and so it’s a bit scary some of the things I’m actually taking in. A bite here and there really adds up. I’m also realizing how much of a grader I am at my new job. Sitting at a desk is rough and it appears I’m eating more than I thought. Read the rest of this entry
Just had to share. I decided to try the Baritastic App and do a better job of weighing and measuring. I busted out my food scale and was prepped for a good day. Running around with my kid, I got a little tired and decided I’d stop for coffee. I make mine at home most of the time. Without thinking much about it, I got a large coffee with a flavor swirl at Dunkin’. When I got home I entered it in the app and bam it got me like a ton of bricks. My coffee had more sugar than a candy bar and then some. Lesson learned. I am almost always aware of my food but forgot about the dangers of drinking since I’m 99% plain water. It just goes to show that every choice matters. Sometimes I just pop things in my mouth when my toddler wants to share. Now I’m reminded to think before I make a choice.
Meal prepping ✅
New scale ✅
Pounds down 🤦♀️
I have learned that planning alone isn’t my biggest issue. I had this big idea that if I meal prepped that everything would fall into place. I’ve shopped, prepped, portioned and not lost an ounce. My new scale does not lie. I’m 201. Last week I did a great job following my new rules. Although I didn’t lose, I was feeling pretty good. Read the rest of this entry
If you haven’t already read previous posts, my scale lies. This week when I attempted to weigh myself I was either 197, 209, or 213. Of course I chose the lightest weight but the truth is I’m pretty sure none of them are correct. Read the rest of this entry
I cried at work today. This is my first year in an office. I have been in education 18 years. There have been so many kids that tug at my heart strings that I could fill books with my stories. I miss teaching terribly but find my new role rewarding as well. My title is special education coordinator. My job is to hold IEP meetings and make sure all students get what they need to be successful. In most cases it is academic support, in some it is emotional support, and in a very few cases it is physical supports.
One of my kids has been struggling to walk the building. She has an early pass and use of the elevator but still has difficulty getting to classes. In the past, she has refused counseling, dietician support, and physical therapy. I have talked with her and the family about the need to get healthy. Today I showed them pictures of me at my highest weight and shared my personal story. I was able to convince this student that I DO understand and I get it. In a previous meeting, she accused the staff of picking on her and expecting things we had no right to ask of her. Today she told me she wanted to live. Of course, the tears started flowing. I talked to her about my current diet and struggles with being in an office at a desk. We discussed the importance of movement and the work it takes to make good choices. I was able to explain that every day, every meal is a choice. I shared that the other day was a rough one and I came home and told my husband that I wanted to eat my feelings. He told me to eat a carrot and move on. This was exactly what I have asked of him. Instead we picked up my son early and went to the park to play. Today reminded me that each day I don’t struggle to tie my shoes, worry about fitting in a seat, and have the opportunity to choose what I want to wear rather than just what fits is a good day. I am not where I want or need to be but I am in such a better place than I was at 289 lbs. Read the rest of this entry