Tuesday, October 14, 2014
I really, really have to send a huge thanks to 4-A-HEALTHY-BMI. I want her to know how much she's helped me modify my thinking in the past few days.
I saw a comment she wrote on someone else's blog that some consider keeping even 10% of your original weight loss off for over a year to be successful weight loss maintenance. Now, I know the generally accepted definition is more stringent -- remaining within a certain number of pounds from your goal, or remaining within a healthy weight range. However, the 10% figure led to a revelation for me.
I started my journey at 245 in September 2009. I got down to 172 then stabilized at 179 before starting to climb back up last year. I stopped the climb at 202.8. Today, I weigh 197.8.
THIS IS SUCCESS.
No, I'm not exactly where I want to be. I'm working hard to lose weight. But I also need to clap myself on the back. Goal or no goal, I have beaten the odds and am continuing to beat the odds, every day. According to the odds, I should have long since yo-yo'd back up to 245 pounds OR MORE. In actuality, I never weighed in at 245 again. Instead, I've continued to lose, fighting off set-backs along the way.
Real lifestyle change has occurred. My weight today is proof positive of that. I could not weigh nearly 50 pounds less than where I started if I had the same habits. If I never worked out, never even walked, ate take-out every day and polished off a bottle of wine a few times a week.
The mere fact that I weigh 197.8 -- again, not at goal, not where I want to be -- that fact alone means I am winning.
Flipping the narrative from one of regain and shame to one of pride and success is a huge game changer. I feel happy, motivated and ready to fight for what I've worked so hard to achieve.
So, again, hearty thanks to 4-A-HEALTHY-BMI, to all of the maintainers who work so hard to educate us and all of my supportive sparkfriends. I credit you all with this important shift in my perspective.
Saturday, October 11, 2014
You guys, I'm so serious about reaching my goal weight and maintaining for LIFE that I have taken a new step -- something I've never done before in my numerous attempts to lose weight.
I've enlisted a health coach. I've actually known Heather as my dance instructor for over two years. She's also my masseuse! She is an amazing force in the studio so when I found out she had just gotten her life coaching degree (in addition to her training as a personal trainer, masseuse, yoga practitioner and amateur nutritionist), I realized I had to ask her to be my health coach.
I wanted to try something new, take a step I'd never taken before. I need someone to help me trouble shoot, to motivate me, help me focus and reach my goals.
Well, we had our first meeting today and it was great. She gave me "homework" -- helpful things that I can't wait to get started on.
This step is probably not for everyone. But for me, at this point, I'm so ready to master my weight problem. I'm not looking for short term fixes or to lose 20 pounds only to gain it back. I want to identify the problem, fix it and put a plan in place for maintenance. I'll keep you guys updated on whether Heather helps me to achieve this!
Saturday, October 11, 2014
In July of 2013, I weighed 172, down from a high of 245, just three pounds from exiting the "obese" column. Over the next year, I steadily inched my way back to 200, crossing that dreaded line in August. I was mired in self-loathing, weighing every day and then nastily berating myself for hours afterwards. But the hatred I spewed at my body was not the solution. It never could be.
Instead, I noticed that my planar fascitis was returning. I was hitting the gym -- hard -- and walking a lot, too, in an effort to get the scale trending back down. Not only was my foot on fire after every workout, I dropped it like it was hot in one of my classes and tweaked my knee.
Between the foot and the knee, I found myself limping around in pain. Not just physical pain, but anger as well. Wasn't I leaping around like an acrobat just a year ago? Now I was in the back of my class, huffing and puffing to keep up.
THIS was why I got on the path to health. I could not imagine losing mobility so early in my life. Being too slow to keep up. Having bad knees and feet. Paradoxically, the fatter you are, the worse your mobility and the fatter you become! When I was first struck by fascitis in 2011, I was 28 years old, and 238 pounds and I could see my life slipping away. And I said NO.
Thanks to my aching foot and knee, I was able to see the path I was on before I regained it all. I'm happy to report that I'm back in the 190's and my foot and knee are not bugging me as much. I have a long way to go but I'm on my way.
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