Ah-Ha

I did not do so well this week. I was with family and doing a lot of fun stuff this week and it was hard for me to stay on the program and I only lost a pound and a half. I'm making a push to refocus and stay committed. I really want to be done with this by the beginning of March.

I had an ah-ha a little while ago that I thought I would share with you.

When I started this program again, I realized that I would be missing out on my favorite food-time of the year. I love all the yummy things that are available at this time of year. And not all of them are even that bad for you. I love pomegranate and apple cider. Although, the really yummy things are the cookies and the pies and the cakes and the yams and stuffing and breads and cranberry sauce and gravy and...mmmmmmm... I love food sooo much.

Okay. Snap out of it, Kristen!

Anyway, I was getting pretty down on myself and wallowing in self-pity based on the fact that I wouldn't get to eat the things I love during the holidays. I did this for a couple days and then was hit with an epiphany. I am (most likely) going to be alive for another 60 years or so. I will have plenty of opportunities to eat the holiday food (not over indulge, of course, but I'll definitely get to partake). Just because I have to miss out on those things this year, doesn't mean I'll never get to eat them again. I can endure this small trial right now for a lifetime of health and happiness.

That was my ah-ha moment, and while I'm still struggling to maintain my resolve in the moment, at least I now have that knowledge to help me through it.

When was your ah-ha? What are your hardest things to give up during the holidays? For me, it's definitely a good cup of hot chocolate with marshmallows when it's windy and raining outside!

(As a side note: I tried the shiratki noodles tonight with our spaghetti dinner. I had the angel hair sized noodles and they were a bit weird. Now, I don't really like angel hair pasta anyway because of its texture, so that might be why I wasn't impressed with them, but I'm looking for opinions. Were different sizes of noodles better than others? Did you like their texture in relation to your pasta sauce or whatever else you were using them for?)

Okay, here we go.

Remember how my mom has lost over 80 pounds in the last year or so. Well, the way she did that was with a really great program, for which she is now a registered health coach. It's a meal replacement program that is safe and healthy and allows for rapid weightloss (about 2 to 5 pounds a week). I did it last spring right after I had my miscarriage and lost about 15 pounds in 4 weeks. I felt really good about myself, but I did not like the food. It's all soy-protein based, and I'm rather a foodie, so I had a really hard time eating this gritty stuff. Well, after graduating and gaining it all back plus another 12 pounds on top of it, I decided about two weeks ago that I needed to start this program again. I've wrapped my brain around the fact that I just won't get to eat the foods I love for a few months, and I'm okay with that. I know this program works, and I've got my mom helping me through it. I've been on the program for a week and I've already lost 4 pounds. My goal is to lose another 36 before my 24th birthday on March 5th, and I think I've got a pretty good shot at it.

My mom encouraged me to start a journal while on this program, and since I already had this blog (that I hadn't been doing much with), I thought I would use it for that purpose. I'm still working on the loving myself part, but I'm also going to discuss how I'm doing on the program and keep track of my progress.

If you would like more information about the program you can visit my mom's website. When you fill out your contact information it goes directly to her and she contacts you personally. Take a look at her before and after picture in the sidebar. Doesn't she look great!?!

yogalates?

I exercised today for the first time in a while. I know I said I'd be better about it but I've been having a hard time getting motivated and I've mostly just wanted to wallow for a bit. I wanted to go for a run this morning but I couldn't find my iPod and knew I wouldn't be as into it without the distraction. So I did some weird Yoga workout I found streaming on Netflix instead. It felt great to use my muscles again and move my body. I'd forgotten how good it makes me feel. I'm going to keep it up. I've noticed my days are so much more productive if I can exert myself a little bit first thing after I wake up.

epic fail

I have not been doing well on my goals. I've been doing okay with maintaining my weight but I have NOT been losing any and I definitely have NOT been eating healthier or exercising more frequently. I have been such a slacker in the mornings even when I do get up early enough to run and I have been really into making food. Lots of food and really yummy food. And I've been having a hard time saying no. Okay. Ready. GO RECOMMITMENT!!!!

For serious this time guys.

Although the ice cream and cobbler in my fridge is going to be quite the temptation...

learning self-compassion

I purchased a new book called The Self-Compassion Diet by Jean Fain. I haven't gotten very far into it yet but so far it's wonderful. I'm learning a lot about being kind to myself and not beating myself up over every little failure. I highly recommend it and I'll let you know more about what I learn from it.

I've been running every day this week. Trying to get back into it after a long break and trying not to be lazy. I even got Cory and Nicole to come with me. Nicole and I are running a 5k tomorrow and we'll see how prepared we ended up being.

I've also been counting my calories and keeping a food journal. I'm not trying super hard to avoid certain foods but I'm trying to limit the amount that I eat each day and I feel really good about it. I wouldn't say that I'm a super unhealthy eater to begin with. Sure I like cheese and creamy things but I'm not really into heavily processed foods and I love fruits and vegetables. My problem in the past has been limiting the amount of food I eat and especially limiting the amount of heavier foods I eat. I'm still going to eat my lovely homemade macaroni and cheese or my fried rice that I rock at making, I'm just not going to eat as much as I have and I'm going to be a mindful eater.

a new beginning

This blog is new for me. I have been struggling with a lot of things, body image, self-esteem, motivation, and I've decided to make a change. This blog will be about my weightloss journey and goals but will also be about my self-improvement. I'm not going to hold back here and I won't guarantee that this won't get super personal. If that makes you uncomfortable, don't read this. I want to do this for myself and I want to feel like I have some sort of accountability to whatever people, real or imaginary, may be reading this out in cyberspace.

Also, unlike my other blog I will not be syndicating this on facebook or posting on facebook when I update it. Well, maybe once in a while but not very often. So, if you want to read this, you're gonna have to follow me, bwahahaha :)

The rest of this post will be a repeat of what I posted on my personal blog. If you've already read that feel free to skip the rest of this.

If I gain one more pound I will be officially obese for my height. That's a disturbing thought. I've never been tiny and I've always known that I would have issues with my weight, but it's never been this real before. Please don't try to give me the "you look great" spiel because I know I don't and I know that I haven't for a long time.

I'm going to blame part of it on my genes. Both of my parents have struggled with their weight and most of my extended family has as well. I've been very impressed with several of my relatives, though, who have really tried hard to be healthy despite the genetic disadvantages. Both of my parents are excellent examples. My mom has lost over 80 pounds and is probably the smallest she's been in a long time. She looks great and feels great. My dad has lost 100 pounds and it makes me happy that he's getting healthier and will be around a lot longer than he would have been. I'm glad that my parents are healthy and happy and that they have tried so hard to get to where they are now.

I'm going to blame the second part of my current state on the fact that I am a lazy bum. I try to exercise regularly but it's so easy for me to make up excuses. "I was up really late last night," or "I have too many other things to get done today," or "I'm on my period," or "It's too hot outside to go running." I like the way I feel when I exercise but that's not always the best motivation for me. I've always been one for immediate gratification and sleeping in usually makes me happier more quickly than going for a run does.

And the third source of blame? I like to eat. A lot. I love the way food tastes and the way it feels in my mouth. I've never been happy with the way that I look but I always knew that I would never have issues with under eating because of the way I feel about food. I love different tastes and textures and trying new foods and recipes. My love of food gets a little weird sometimes though. Very often, I can't not eat something that I think looks good and sometimes it's so bad that I start eyeing the largest piece or desiring the last morsel. This is a terribly unhealthy habit and I know it's buried somewhere in my psychosis because I can feel weird parts of my brain firing and my blood pressure rising when I feel a particular need to eat something. I know, it's strange. I wish I could explain it better. And I really don't understand it, deep down I know that one bite will taste the same as the next or that I'll have other opportunities to sample this particular food, but for whatever reason I have to have the most and I have to have it now. I have a really strange relationship with food.

I can't control the genes part but I can control the other two. Those parts of me need to change. I'm all about loving my body and not comparing myself to others but it's hard to see someone who looks really cute in an outfit I like and know that I would never be able to wear it. And it's hard to think that people might be judging me because of my weight. And it's hard to always be "the fat friend" with all the tiny people around me. I want to be happy and I am often not. So, here's my goal and my promise to you. I am going to get in shape. I am going to regulate what I eat and I am going to exercise. I am going to lose weight and feel good about myself. I know that I'll never be a size 2 and I honestly don't want to be, but I want to be happy and I want to feel like I can wear clothes from the stores I like and I want to like the way I look and I want my husband to think I'm even more beautiful and sexy than he already does.

Okay, here's the hard part for me. It's something I don't do very often, and only the fact that I know I don't have very many readers is making me able to do this (I'm going to pretend that nobody pays attention to facebook and assume I only have 18 readers). I'm going to tell you how much I weigh. A few days ago I weighed myself at 191 pounds. For me that's a BMI of 29.9. Oh wow, that's a lot. I have put on 10 pounds since I graduated from BYU and it shows and I can feel it. I would really love to weigh what I did my senior year of high school. I tried really hard at the beginning of that school year and dropped 20 pounds to about 150. I was still "the fat friend" but at least I wasn't overweight anymore. And now, for a 23 year old woman, I'm going to say that's not a bad weight and it will put me in the normal range for my height. Plus, it will probably help to fix my infertility, at least I hope so. 150 pounds is my goal and my promise to you. I'm not going to set a definite time limit because I don't have any realistic idea of how long this will take, and if I do end up getting pregnant this will no longer be my goal, but I will lose 40 pounds, preferably within the next 6 months. That's roughly 1 1/2 pounds a week. I don't care if you're interested or not, but to keep me motivated I'm going to be making regular updates of my progress and about what I learn along the way.

Please don't take this to be a rant about how I want to be different than I am or how I wish I looked like the Victoria's Secret models or anything like that. Yes, I have body image issues, as I'm sure many do, but I try to be accepting of myself, even if I don't always succeed. This is more about the understanding that I am getting older and I'm not going to be able to always eat whatever I want with minimal consequences. The weight loss part is about getting healthy and then staying healthy. I don't want to be super skinny, and with my bone structure I can guarantee I never will, but I want to feel good about myself and I want to be healthy. To me, that's what this is about.