I started a journey a few weeks ago, a journey that–so far–is going very well.
Since January 25, I’ve been mindfully trying to lose weight and inches. My goal then was to lose ten pounds over the course of ten weeks.
I’m glad to say I’ve been slightly ahead of schedule each week by coming in a pound under my target weight for that period of time. As I’ve said before, that’s not a trend I expect to sustain, but I’ll certainly accept it when it happens!
If you’re new to this series, I strongly believe in healthy weight loss through portion control. Since we’re in the dead of winter, even moderate exercise is difficult to achieve, but portion control is something everyone can do. However, weight loss through portion control has to be executed patiently and sensibly. Crash diets are not sustainable, but slowly reducing caloric intake can become part of a lifestyle change that, over time, can be maintained.
So, with that being said … I’m still sticking to cereal every day for breakfast. I think this has made a huge impact on my weight loss. I’m also pleased to say that Lactaid milk has made this possible. I’m not lactose intolerant, but milk is really rough on my digestive system. As a result, I typically avoided glasses or bowls of milk. Thankfully, Lactaid, which doesn’t bother my stomach at all, has made cereal a viable option for me again. No more microwavable sausage and pancakes for this guy!
I’m also sure to have a mid-morning snack–usually a banana or a serving of trail mix. Lunch is usually just leftovers from the night before or a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I often have an applesauce cup, a mixed fruit cup, and a cup of black olives, too. I might throw carrots and celery in there as well. No chips or pretzels.
I get home about 3:30, and that’s a dangerous stretch for me. In the past, I’ve been known to gorge a bit. The last few weeks I’ve limited myself to one serving of flavored oatmeal. It’s not great, but it curbs my appetite.
For the most part I’ve continued to cut soda and sweet tea from my diet. Those are empty calories that can add up in a hurry. I did have soda one morning due to a rumbling stomach. Forgive my bluntness, but the soda helped me burp.
Cutting breads at dinner has worked well in addition to generally eating less. I’ve talked about this before, but I am now sure to have two tacos instead of three, a half bowl of spaghetti instead of a full, that kind of thing. For example, we went out tonight for dinner. I ordered a calzone. This baby was huge! The old me would have eaten the whole thing. I’m proud to report I ate half of it and brought the other half home to eat for lunch tomorrow. Guess what? I’m still full from the half I ate.
Speaking of which, nothing after dinner to eat. Nothing. If I get hungry, I have a glass of water to give my stomach a little relief. This isn’t starvation–I typically don’t even get hungry at night. I’ve conditioned my body to accept the fact that it’s not consuming any calories in the evening.
What’s that? What about Valentine’s Day, you ask?
Funny you should mention that.
My wife is an elementary teacher. Every year, her students’ generous families shower her with gifts, candies, and chocolates. She brings home a LOT of chocolate. Now, I like chocolate as much as the next person. Did I deny myself one of her chocolates?
Remember what I said in an earlier entry about denying yourself a treat?
I don’t know about you, but I’ve found that if I deny myself a treat, I just eat twice as much later because of some weird sense of entitlement or something. In the long run, it’s better for me if I just have that treat and get it over with. However, I have to be smart and purposeful about it. So, I had one chocolate from her stash. Just one. It tasted great, and I appreciated it all the more in knowing that it was the only one I would have. It’s called a “treat” for a reason, right? If you stuff the whole box into your mouth, that’s not really a “treat”–that’s a meal.
So, last week I wanted to weight 213 pounds, and I came in at 212 pounds. Today I hoped to maintain that 212 pounds as it was my projected weight for this week. Guess what? I kept the trend going and came in a pound under again–211 pounds. Again, I don’t want to get too excited about this trend because I know people tend to generally lose the most weight up front since there’s more to lose in the beginning. At some point soon, the extra pound a week is going to stop, and I have to be okay with that. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again–it’s a marathon, not a race.
I hope your journey is going well, too. I wish you the best!
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