Day 5

Well, today was a success and a failure. But, I’m not focusing too much on the failure. I got a lot done today, and I’m quite proud of myself. Unfortunately, most of that “lot” that got done, was reading my beta-reader pile and getting back with authors who are depending on me to help them with feedback. Not a waste of time, but didn’t allow me to focus as much time on my diet plan as I would have liked, and I ended up skipping a few meals in the process.

I traded gold for crap. It’s rare that I come across a story that I hate. But, this wasn’t even a story. It was a string of daily journal entries, which for a blog would be fine. For fiction, it was tedious, boring, inane, and soul crushing. I just hope I didn’t crush the poor author, and hope like hell I gave her advice good enough to salvage some of the neat things that I found in the trash. I don’t like crushing dreams, but I do like digging for gold.

The Great Outdoors

So, enough with my decaying brain matter. I had to go outside today. As someone with social anxiety, this is always a chore. I had to practically throw myself out my front door and race to my van, otherwise I would have gone right back inside, got in my jammies, and sat right back in front of my computer where I feel safest.

I went to the post office. Success. Paid my rent. Success. Then, I parked on a street leading to my street, and walked to the smoke shop. Traffic was so horrid due to road work, that if I had driven the two hilly blocks, it would have taken me an hour to get out of the smoke shop’s drive so I could get home. Nope. Nope. Nope. So. I walked. Going downhill, I felt like I would faceplant at any moment. Going uphill, I felt like my legs were going to catch fire, and I would turn into the Burning Woman of Clarion. It was grueseome.

So, needless to say, that was my five minutes of Gazelle time in real world application, so I skipped the machine today. I may still go do my five minutes for shits and giggles before I go to bed, but as of right now… I still feel like death would make my poor muscles happy. πŸ˜›

I Really Need a Dietician

If I can’t find one I can afford, I’ll be doing it based on my own past medical history. I’m thinking of doing the Whole30 diet. It’s basically a low carb, high fat, low/no dairy diet, which is good for me since my lactose intolerance decided to make my life smell miserable. It’s low carbs because of no pasta, breads, starches or added sugars (mainly added sugars), and high fat, because low-fat options take out taste by removing fat, and supplement taste by adding sugars and, even worse, sugar substitutes.

Best thing? The Whole30 has shopping lists already made for you, that you can add to, subtract from, whatever you want to do to it to make it work for you.

Even better? I don’t see anything on the site that I have to buy from them. They give me all the information I need to make my own informed choices. It gives me advice for how to structure my meals, what to eat pre-workout, post-workout, and the best things to snack on.

SNACKS! Did I ever mention how much I love snacks. A diet that tells me I am allowed to have snacks sounds too good to be true. But, I’ve been reading, and from everything I read the past few days off WebMD and other sources for healthy diet and nutrition, the Whole30 diet is the same thing, only Whole30 encourages you to eat whole fat foods, rather than going after low-fat, fat-free/nonfat alternatives. Not sure how I feel about this approach, but I have three friends who have lost weight with this system. One of whom lost 6 dress sizes, and is still on the diet because it keeps her satisfied. Even on the days of her hardest workouts.

So, I’m really paying attention to this. If I decide to give it a try, I’ll keep you posted.

Men smiled at me…

I’m not sure if it’s my confidence boost, or I’m just noticing it, or what, but when I was out, every man I passed smiled at me. I feel vaguely uncomfortable by this, but I think that has to do with the fact that I actually made eye contact with everyone I passed today. I don’t make eye contact unless I have to. What the hell changed that it happened the entire two hours I was out and about today?

The women? The women I passed kinda scowled. o.O Not sure what that was all about, but you know what? The ladies in the post office were awesome, so they balance out the scowly hens. πŸ˜€

Also… why is it that men can smile at everyone, but if you pass by a woman on the street, nine times out of ten, they will either pretend you don’t exist, or scowl at you? Are women afraid of each other? Put off by one another? Maybe I offended them by wearing a black jacket and black jeans with my girly pink blouse, socks and blue and pink shoes. But, whatever it was, I kinda wanted to hide in the post office by the time I made it to the front doors…

Eyeglasses, or food…?

I’ve got an eye appointment, the first in over four years, on the 12th. I finally found an eye doctor who takes my insurance. It’s 30 minutes away, but it’s worth it for my eyeballs. Now? Found out that my insurance covers eye exams, but not lenses or frames unless you have aphakia. Why? I dunno. It’s ridiculous. It’s like, “We want you to get your exam, but we don’t care if you need to do anything about the results. Good luck!”

So, now I’m down to the fact that I am on a tight budget. I bring in $881/mo from disability. By the time I finish paying bills, I have about $77 left over. Then, I have to buy gas. I get around $40 in gas every other month. So, that brings us down to $37 on the gas-needing months. And, on the months I don’t need gas, that $40 usually goes toward extra food.

Now, let me put this into tighter perspective. I get $71 in SNAP benefits. Plus $37, is $108. When I’m on my normal diet, the unhealthy diet, I can make this stretch for groceries. Though, lately, I’ve had to get help from friends and family.

I’m not even sure how I’m going to get healthy food on $108. What am I supposed to do about my eyesight? I kind of rely on it for a source of income, or I will when I start publishing the things I’m writing now. Scary stuff. Not as daunted as I should be, because I know I can get good glasses from zennioptical.com for $50 including shipping and stuff. However, it may take me a while to get up that $50. Here’s hoping.

Smoking is bad, mm’kay?

My e-cigarette ran out of nicotine juice around 5am. I was still blazing my way through a story, and the smoke shop doesn’t open until 9am. Instead of forcing myself to go to bed at 5am like any other normal being would, I drove myself to the gas station and bought a pack of real cigarettes.

I then proceeded to come home and smoke them like they were my ecig. Let me tell you how bad I feel right now. Not, “I did a bad…” bad. The, “I got hit by a truck, and it infused me with its exhaust” bad. I have no energy. My eyes are super dry. My throat hurts. I can’t taste anything. I can’t get rid of this incessant headache. I keep losing focus. And, what’s worse, is when I got back from getting new e-liquid from the smoke shop, it tastes nothing like what I sampled at the shop, and I keep having the urge to go buy another pack of the real stuff.

I should get my shipment of my regular stuff sometime tomorrow or the day after. Pray for me. …Or rather, pray I don’t rip anyone’s head off. ❀

Hopefully tomorrow brings good news. I’ll see you then!

 

Day 4

Good news! I figured out why my stomach kept screaming at me yesterday! Apparently, there are studies everywhere that say artificial sweeteners increase hunger. So, I gave up Diet Pepsi today and went to tap water flavored with Dasani Drops (current drops are strawberry-kiwi flavored!) So far today, my hunger has been manageable, and my urge to go after the nutella jar has been greatly diminished.

On another note, the Hot Pockets in my freezer are really insistent. Not in the “You must gorge on me!” way, but in the nagging “I know you’re out there…” way. The creepy way. So, since I only have eight left, I decided that now that I have my hunger under control with giving up the Diet Pepsi, I could replace two Carnation Instant Breakfast (CIB) shakes with one Hot Pocket a day. I’ll still be around my target calorie intake, and I will slowly get rid of temptation.

The Nutella? I may just have to give that away, or put it somewhere out of sight and hope I forget about it. I know I should give that away, but I planned on using that once a week as my weekly treat. Still, though. It needs to shut up and leave me alone the rest of the time!

Fitness is Slow and Painful

So, let me tell you how much my legs and back hurt yesterday. It was not a pleasant thing. Not at all. Needless to say, I took a day off from the Gazelle. Not a permanent thing, but I would rather be safe than sorry. Especially since just throwing my back out and spending last week on muscle relaxers and Aleve. If I need to take today off (I’m still super sore), I’ll give my hand weights a try and have an arm day. Wish I would have thought of that yesterday, but I was full-derp from resetting my sleep schedule. The sleep schedule reset failed, by the way…

May definitely need a new source of liquid diet

Let me tell you about milk farts. They are not pleasant. Apparently, I am lactose intolerant. More so than I previously thought. And, even 0% milk is giving me gas pain and messing with my stool. Cheese doesn’t usually bother me (that I notice), but being on a liquid diet that consists of 6 packets of No Sugar Added Carnation Instant Breakfast powder and 12 cups of milk a day is making me miserable. And, I don’t know what to do. I hate all of the milk alternatives out there like Lactaid and almond milk. Even if I didn’t hate it, almond and rice milks are too expensive. My grocery bill needs to come in under $150 a month, and that is including EBT from SNAP Benefits.

I’m considering pushing through, but I need to find some alternatives if that isn’t possible. I may revert back to a solid food diet, and figure out some healthy things to make in the crock pot until I can figure things out. I really need to browse online for some good, healthy recipes.

Interesting Discoveries

Browsing the internet for diet help, I came across several WebMD articles that helped me to figure out what I had been doing wrong, and how to get back on track. Now, I don’t really know how well they will work, based on my past history, but it’s worth trying a few of the things out.

For starters, I found out that my six meal a day thing is a good habit to retain, so long as the meals are small and low in calories, and consist of healthy food. I learned portion size (ugh), how to curb my emotional eating, some tips on what foods to eat to help shed the weight, and some tips on how to not hate my vegetables. This article gave me a good guide on how to incorporate all the rest of what I learned without resorting to fad dieting methods I tried to incorporate many times over the course of my life. And then there is this article that focuses on how to lose weight when you’re obese. Since my ultimate goal is to get down to 150 pounds, I found the last article really helpful. Losing 100 pounds in a year would be awesome, but I will be happy with 50 for now. The other 50 would be a huge bonus.

Work In Progress

I don’t count my “cheating” as a diet failure. I’m a work in progress, and from my cheating I figured out some important things. I feel more satisfied if I can chew something. And since gum makes me nauseous, and because my CIB is so full of lactose that screws with my digestive tract, I may need to go on a solid food diet, and just change the solid foods that I have in my house. It helped me to go, in desperation, to the internet for advice and tips, and I found awesome things. It also helped me to figure out what my snacking triggers are.

So, hopefully, going forward, I will be more prepared for the setbacks, and can formulate a good and healthy grocery list for this month. It also prepared me for my son’s Special Olympics on the 7th of this month. There are so few healthy options at the food stands, and the only thing healthy I remember from last year was water. So, time to pack myself a cooler of things I won’t mind giving up a Walking Taco for!

Wish me luck, and I will be back tomorrow! Thanks for reading.

The Beginning

It’s a shame that I’m too embarrassed to post a photo of myself on the internet. A year ago, I was around 200 pounds. I weighed myself today, and I am now 245 pounds. At 36 years old, I have arthritis in both knees, both hips, and both shoulders. Both knees and shoulders randomly dislocate for no reason. The other day, I had to go to the Emergency Room. I shuffled in, unable to lift my right leg without sending myself to the floor. My body was bent at a 45ΒΊ angle toward the floor, and I had to have help signing in.

It took only a few moments for the ER personnel to put me in the weirdest pretzel position I’ve ever thought possible and snap my back into place. I somehow misaligned my lumbo-sacral disks, and I did it by trying on a pair of underwear. No, I did not have any problems. No, I was not trying to be sexy. I simply bent over, pulled them up, and twisted to tuck in the tag. Then, I hit the floor.

I’m too young to throw out my back while putting on clothes. I am too young to be this close to diabetes because of obesity. I am too young to waste my life worrying about health problems, when I should be writing and enjoying friends.

I am too young to die. But, that is where I am headed if I don’t change.

Twice the Girl

I get short of breath walking from the entry of Walmart to the electronics section. That isn’t acceptable for a 36 year old woman, who is supposed to be in her prime. Call it a mid-life crisis, or a eureka moment, but last night, I found a photograph of myself from a year ago. It surprised me, and I pulled up another photo I took yesterday. I was so shocked that I edited yesterday’s photo to see the difference based on the size now, versus the size I was a year ago.

I am literally twice the size today. In a single year, I packed on another human, and I am carrying her around everywhere I go. It’s time to get rid of her.

That eureka moment hit me so hard, that I couldn’t sit still. Today, I am unfolding my Gazelle. I took my hand weights out of their box. I dusted off my workout videos that I used to enjoy. Today, I start a new lifestyle. Today, things change. Today, I start on my path to reshaping my life, my body, and my health.

My Diet

Almost everyone who knows me, knows that I had a roux-en-y gastric bypass in 2011. Before I went into surgery, I had to lose weight so that they could get my liver out of the way to cut on my stomach for the procedure. I’m starting that diet today.

No Sugar Added Carnation Instant Breakfast (CIB) has all the nutrients and protein I need for a meal, if used for a short amount of time. Starting today, I will drink 6 glasses of CIB a day for two weeks. The week after, I willlower myself down to 4 glasses per day. Then, a week of 3 glasses per day. I call this my detox month. It will help me detox from all of the junk I have been eating, all of the candy, carbs, fat, calories, and fast food.

Next month, it will be time to start with one meal of solid, healthy, food a day with my two CIB shakes. The month after, two meals a day, with CIB for supper. On the third month, I will be fully on solid foods.

Exercise

During my detox period, I plan on working on my endurance. Currently, I get winded on my Gazelle after about five minutes. I can work with that. Five minutes a day for five days. On the sixth, I try and endurance test to see if I can up it to ten minutes. If I can increase once a week at five minute intervals of exercise, I can easily work my way up to thirty minutes a day. Thirty minutes of cardio is my goal.

Once I establish my cardio routine, it’s time to add in the hand weights for arm and shoulder strength training. My weights are 3 lbs, 6 lbs, and 8 lbs. Starting off with the three pounds, I hope to progress to the 8 pounds in a month. If I don’t make it, I’m going to do something I have never done before: I will continue building strength until I can, at the schedule my body sets, not the one I have in my head.

With the hand weights and my Gazelle routines established, I plan on incorporating yoga for 30 minutes a day, once a week, building up to three days a week, on top of my cardio and arm strenght training.

My Ultimate Goal

While I would love to get down to 150 lbs in a year, I am realistic. My hope, is by this time next year, I will have lost 50 pounds with this new plan. Each week, I will post my progress, interspersed with random thoughts and how I feel about the changes. Maybe if I put everything down in words, and make those words public, I can hold myself accountable and keep my discipline so I can finally achieve a healthy weight without another invasive and life-altering surgery.

Any help and cheering on is appreciated. Any advice on healthy meal plans and/or low-impact fitness training will get you squee’d at. Thank you for reading this far. My journey starts now.