Tuesday, May 10, 2016
One week on the Flat Belly Diet and I've lost 7.5 pounds! Yay! I'm not at all hungry. Yesterday, I didn't feel the greatest. It may have just been my body adjusting....and the fact it was Mothers Day which has bothered me since I lost my mom twenty-six years ago.....because today, I feel great. I went to the Amish market to pick up some more plants for out garden which we will plant later today. I went to the grocery store to buy organic ingredients for soup that I'm putting on today and for meals the rest of this week. I lucked out because the organic chicken was on sale and I got it for half price...another yay! When I was checking out the, the two ladies at the checkout asked me why I was buying so many nuts. One of them, Linda, asked if they were for baking and I said no, health. Then I started telling them about this MOFA diet and they became enthused....especially after I told them that I'd lost 7.5 pounds without trying and without being hungry or feeling deprived. I also told them that it is scientifically and nutritionally sound and developed by a Yale doctor to really target the hard to lose belly fat. They were sold. I wrote down all of the info I could think of and Linda, the checker, is planning on looking it up as soon as she gets home. She laughed and said, "These are all things I love!" about the list of MOFAs that you include in every meal. I'm excited, too and I'm ready to stick with this clean, healthy and high MOFA (monounsaturated fatty acids) eating plan. I think this is one I can stick with and even though I was hungry and had missed my lunch today, I avoided temptation, ignored the so delicious, luscious looking muffins and opted for a huge, very juicy apple, raisins and nuts. :) Another win for team Sande. :) I'm still overweight but I suddenly feel so much lighter and I can envision getting back down to a healthier weight for the first time in a long time. I will keep you posted on my progress and if any of you try the diet, please let me know.
I missed a doctor's appointment this morning because somehow I'd gotten into my head that it was at 10:45 when it was actually at 9:45. I've been thinking for the last week that it was 10:45 and had planned out my day accordingly. It wasn't until I "accidentally" looked at my calendar this morning at 9:48 that I realized my error. Oh, well.... the appointment is rescheduled to later in the month...when I probably won't need it any longer....and I have a free day to accomplish some of my goals. I also had another epiphany this morning. I decided, since I had some free time, ha, to catch up a bit on my journaling which I've been sadly neglecting. When I write in my journal, I not only record daily happenings but also do five minutes of automatic writing. If you don't know what that is, you set a timer for a specific amount of time and then you start writing. You aren't concerned about spelling or grammar or even if your chicken scratch is readable. You just write whatever comes into your head. Try it because you will be shocked at what comes out. I've had many revelations about myself and my life this way. Today was no exception. I was writing about meeting goals...or not...when I thought of how negative that was. I've decided that I'll look at what I've been considering my failures as stepping stones, lessons learned. And I've decided to look at the often overwhelming goals I set as challenges to conquer. After my five minutes ended and just as I'd written that out and finished with, "I will be the CHAMPION of my own LIFE!), I broke those challenges down and went through the next month writing a few challenges for each day....one for the house...one for exercise...and one for the horses that I'm determined to not only spend more time with but to ride by June 1st. (the reason I'm not riding is a long story for another time) So, I do have goals still but the steps to achieving those goals have been broken down into small, doable challenges that will make me feel like a conquering she-warrior every day. :)
Wednesday, May 4, 2016
Small changes..... My husband says of me that it's always all or nothing. That gets me into trouble a lot. It seems I've been struggling with my exercise and diet goals for a long time. I physical hurt myself because I'd go full blast at a new exercise or fitness task. It seems that, over the last year, I'm always starting over. I guess a lot can be said for never giving up but I've made little progress....until now.
I spoke with Lee on Monday of this week. I told him that, because of injuries, I was going to start over but start smaller, lighter weights, fewer sets, more moderate speed walking and fewer miles. He told me, "Smaller is the best way to start always." A friend once asked me if I thought God spoke to us. I told them that he speaks to me all of the time; it's just that I don't usually listen until he picks me up and shakes me. This past month, I was shook. At first, I became depressed thinking that I'm sixty years old and this may be as good as it gets but I refuse to accept that. I just have to start slower, do something to forward my health and fitness every day, forgive my mistakes and be grateful for being able to keep trying.
Yesterday, I simply walked the dog and walked to the pasture to feed the horses. After being off for a few weeks, that was effort enough. But today, I hope to walk a "little" longer and a "little" faster.... small changes, slow but steady start.
Yesterday, I threw myself into my new diet full force. I've been just eating healthier and monitoring calories for a few days but yesterday, I tried to follow the recommended diet to the T. It started well, I was satisfied after eating, I didn't get hungry quickly or have my usual stomach pains and I had energy. Then, right before lunch, the headache started. I thought eating would help. It didn't. So, I took something for it and decided I'd lie down for twenty minutes. Two hours later(!), I wake up so confused. I thought I'd slept through an entire day and I was panicked that I missed appointments. When my head finally cleared the solution appeared....coffee. On this new diet, I am suppose to get rid of food and drink that might bother my stomach and digestive track. I've long suspected my morning cup of Joe for the pains that follow a meal. Evidently I was right about that but I didn't consider the side effects of going cold turkey with caffein....yikes! A cup of steaming Joe later and I was back to my old self...and up most of the night for drinking coffee after lunch. Oh, well, there have to be some concessions. So, my husband suggested, no cold turkey, ease myself off of the coffee gradually. This morning, I had half a mug. Tomorrow, I'll cut back even further, small steps.