What Am I Doing?

Okay, so a month ago I posted that I was doing the ketogenic diet. I was really excited. I weighed myself for the first time in a few years. I had it going on.

And then I didn’t.

I was so excited about what I was doing and I did it well. I kept track of everything for a while. I ate fat like it was going out of style, which is hard for me because I don’t eat cheese, butter, or other high fat dairy things. Fat, yes. Dairy, no.

I went on vacation in the middle of October, and during that vacation I wondered what would happen if I started eating dairy. Vacation is a great time to find out, since I can sleep off any negative effects. I got some cream to put in my coffee (I was trying to do the bulletproof coffee but that stuff is so nasty) and cheese to eat. I basically OD’d on cheese while I was on vacation, which totally threw my ketosis off. I spent the next couple of weeks figuring out how to get back on track with dairy in my diet, since I didn’t seem to have any ill effects. It was nice to be able to eat cheese again.

After that, my fiance began to read a book about low-carb diets and what they ultimately do to your metabolism. The ketogenic diet is extremely low-carb, even more low-carb than most low-carb diets. There was a chapter just about the Paleo diet, so I read it. I had to at this point. Nothing I was doing was working out that well, and apparently I was doing something majorly wrong since I gained back pretty much all of the weight I had lost. I was pretty frustrated, but the chapter was enlightening. It reminded me of what this whole thing is about – eating real food. It isn’t about the fat that I eat or the carbs that I eat or any of that. It is about eating real food, period. I have been demonizing carbs this whole time, and it hasn’t helped anything. Weight hasn’t been falling off and I haven’t gotten any healthier because of it. Its all about real food.

So I started adding carbs back in, in the form of vegetables. I don’t care what this book about carbs says; I will not go back to eating grains. I already know how I would feel after I eat those, so I’m not even going there. I’ve upped my carb intake purely through adding a lot of vegetables into my diet. I’ve been doing this for about a week now.

On top of that, I decided that it was time to get serious about getting some more activity into my life. This sitting on the couch thing that I have been doing for so long isn’t cutting it. Yes, I’ve been doing yoga fairly regularly, but it isn’t enough to see any lasting change. What I need to do is get out of the house, move around more. I looked into a gym, one that seemed to have a pretty dedicated, supportive staff. I figured I could get some really good personal training and actually make some progress. And then I got an even better idea.

I got a dog.

I have been wanting a dog for quite a while, years even. But this is the first time that I’ve lived close enough to home to be able to take a dog out on my lunch break. This is the first time in a long time that I’ve had this low stress level in my life. This is the first time that I’ve thought that I could probably handle it.

I didn’t want just any dog, though. I wanted a beagle. I have wanted a beagle since I was young. I think they are the prettiest dogs. So I started looking at beagles, and I found the perfect one. When I was a kid I had a stuffed animal beagle that I named Roxy. I have always wanted to have a real beagle that I could name Roxy, ever since that stuffed animal. When I was searching for the perfect beagle, I came across one that was perfect in every way, including the name. Her name is already Roxy. She is completely house trained and has been a joy. She is an amazing dog. And the best part is, she is motivating me to get out of the house and walking around. She loves being outside. I have been motivated to track my steps ever since she came along, and she is definitely helping me be more active. We have gone for walks twice a day ever since I got her last weekend.

So two life-altering things: I added in a lot more vegetables to my diet (by the way, I’m not nearly as hungry all the time as I used to be, and that seems counter-intuitive), and I’m a lot more active since I have a really good reason to be. In the last seven days I’ve lost seven pounds. I don’t know what is up with that, but it is interesting. Probably water or something, but it is still awesome. I even had someone comment and ask if I had lost weight today.

I know, this whole journey has been more about health than weight, but when you lose fifty pounds in six months and then, without really changing how you eat, you gain it all back, it is frustrating and my tendency is to focus on that. But I’m gaining healthy habits from my quest to lose weight, so I’m not going to beat myself up too bad. I just hope that I remember what I’ve learned as far as the food stuff goes: Adding more vegetables is the way to go. More updates to come.

My Cheating Heart

Okay, I have a confession to make. Last week was a rough week. I have had SO many wonderful things happening that I had to cut some things loose, which broke my heart (although this week I have found out that I didn’t really cut them loose at all). By the end of the week I was ready for a stress-free weekend – meaning no work, no school, no extra-curricular planning for the teacher trainings that I am going to do… and no stressing out over the diet. I pretty much ate whatever I wanted except for the bread, rice, pasta, or potatoes. And I loved every bite of it.

This week has been rough, of course, as my body tries to rid itself of all of the sugar that I inevitably ate over the weekend. I’m sure there was other stuff in all of that food that I ate, too, but I do have to say that I needed that plunge. I was happy that I was able to keep my self-control enough to not be tempted by the bread and things like that – especially since the biscuits and gravy seemed to be calling my name at Golden Corral on Sunday morning.

As I reflect on the weekend and how proud of myself I am, as well as taking mental notes on the hell my body is going through right now as it recovers, I am getting a little worried about the annual vacation that my fiance and I take each May. I’m not incredibly worried about anything except the very first meal that we are going to have, which will be at a little seafood joint in Wilmington. If I remember correctly, they don’t have a lot of broiled or grilled anything on their menu. Last year I caved so bad at the same restaurant – the first meal of the vacation. But last year in May I wasn’t on the Paleo diet, I didn’t have the conviction behind me because I hadn’t been able to observe how my body handles some foods. I was on a regular low-carb diet then, still eating dairy and probably a lot of other things that I have found since then do my body incredible damage. My self-control was lower than it is now because I was eating things that was causing my body to crave other things. That isn’t happening since I have found out what my body can handle and what it can’t.

Usually I don’t let it stress me so much, but sometimes I go into the annual vacation thinking, “It is vacation! Eat what you want and then come back and get over it!” However, I know how hard it is to start over on this diet. I know that once you eat the carby food, you crave more and it could snowball – especially since I have been so addicted to carbs my whole life. I know how hard it is to start over, and I know how rough that two week period where your body heals and gets rid of the crap is (I’m going through it again right now!). I don’t think I could allow myself to go into this vacation and eat whatever I want, especially since I have made such great progress.

I guess part of my problem is that I know that it is going to be hard to plan for everything, but at the same time I know how great my self-control and motivation has been. I know that I will probably be fine, but I want to be able to enjoy myself and have my fiance enjoy himself while we are on the vacation. I know that enjoying myself doesn’t have as much to do with the food, and that I can get through the vacation on the 80%-20% rule – although I’m really not sure what the 80%-20% rule is. Maybe it is exactly how I ate over this past weekend. If it is, I think that I will probably be fine.

Day 3

Day three went okay. I had my huge veggie omelet which did not fill me up, so I went to the store and bought some shrimp from the meat department to munch on. I put the rest of it in my baked tilapia with mushrooms. They got a little overcooked with the tilapia, since they were already cooked, but they weren’t inedible. Lunch was another salad with chicken and olive oil.

Breakfast this morning was leftover shrimp and tilapia, with some sauteed veggies thrown in. It was kind of weird having that for breakfast, but since the eggs haven’t been cutting it I figured that I would try it and see how it goes. I wasn’t really hungry this morning, but I ate it because I really didn’t want hunger to hit in the middle of the morning and there be nothing I could do about it.

Yesterday afternoon was a little rough in that I felt so tired and worn down. I know that this is probably the carb withdrawal flu that I have heard so much about. I’ve never experienced it to this degree, which makes me wonder if there were quite a few things that I was doing wrong on those low-carb diets. I didn’t go to bed any earlier last night, but I’m thinking that I should have because I woke up tired this morning. It is going to be a long day.

Because it is going to be a long day and I’ve had a long week, I plan on treating myself to some fajitas from the Mexican restaurant for lunch – without the tortillas, beans, cheese, and rice, of course. With a side of guacamole, that should hit the spot and perhaps give me enough energy to make it through the afternoon.

Revenge of the Gummi Bears

Detailed view of a yellow gummi bear.
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This past week, surrounded by every sort of chocolate candy that the human brain can imagine, I learned something very important about myself.

Of course I ate the candy. How could I not? It is the holidays, after all, and I’m not going to deprive myself during the holidays. But I guess you could say that I went a little overboard. Or maybe a lot overboard.

It seems that my taste buds have a chocolate threshold. Once they have tasted a certain amount of chocolate, they crave…

GUMMI BEARS

Actually, I don’t think that chocolate is the sole catalyst for this craving. It could be any type of carbs. One time I fell off the wagon with a variety of carb-laden substances, and my taste buds began to crave

GUMMI BEARS

But this is what I have learned: When I fall off the wagon – and I mean REALLY fall off the wagon (as in I-can’t-even-see-the-wagon-anymore) there are gummi bears in my near future. And when the gummi bears arrive, I know that it is time to sit down and think and get myself back on track.

New Blog Site, New Goals

Just moved everything over here from blogger, so that I have everything in one place.

So the last post I did was in June? Well, I found out in AUGUST that I had contracted pneumonia shortly after that post. Needless to say, I quit doing the low-carb and the exercise because I was feeling so bad. I had lost about 15 pounds.

I’ve gained it all back, sad to say. But I did quit smoking around the same time that I found out that I had pneumonia. I’m ready to try exercising again. I’m doing the Power 90 program again, but this time I am modifying the schedule so that I don’t get burnt out again. I will continue to modify the schedule as I see fit until I get into good enough shape to do it how Mr. Horton intended it to be done. I am also back on the low carb. This time, I am going to allow myself to make mistakes. I actually did cheat yesterday, a little bit, but its okay. It will happen. I’m not perfect, and I’m not going to set myself up for failure by counting every carby substance that makes its way through my mouth a failure. At the same time, I am going to watch my carbs and my portion sizes. But I figure a sweet treat every now and then will probably be good for me, since that is the one thing that I crave the most, and the one thing that gets me every time. I don’t want to fail, because I have three very specific goals in mind.

The first one is, obviously, to lose weight. I am 100 pounds over my recommended weight right now, and that needs to change for SO many reasons. Anyone who has read any of this blog knows that my boyfriend is diabetic. I think my grandma died of diabetes too, but I’m not sure about that. So I think it runs in my family, and I know it runs in my boyfriend’s family. It is something that I worry about, and I have educated myself pretty well on it. The low carb diet will help in a myriad of ways when it comes to my health.

The next two goals are fitness based. I would like to be able to run a 5K marathon, and I would like to be able to enroll in and participate in a Krav Maga class. If anyone has seen a Krav Maga class, you know that it is extremely challenging and requires a lot of strength and endurance. I definitely have a long way to go before I can handle that class, but I want to get there, and I’m going to try hard.

So I started working out again on the 7th. I worked out on the 7th, 8th, and 9th. By the 10th, I was exhausted and had to take a day off. That is why I am modifying the schedule, because it is obvious to me that I can’t handle the schedule as it stands. But I am going to do what I can and get through it.

Stats as of today:

Weight:225, BF:72.9% , BMI:43.9