Pre-TTC Weight Loss, Part One (Day 31 of 83)

I’m watching an old season of The Biggest Loser on Hulu (ugh, why do I watch this show!?) and yesterday caught an episode in which one of the trainers really pushes for a contestant to ‘fess up about why they’re overweight. Watching another overweight person struggle with the truth of why they’re overweight is thrilling reality show voyeurism, for me. Maybe it’s because I get to see someone else struggling and feel less alone? I mean, I know my why.

The thing for me to confess is the why for my big push to lose weight, now.

My husband and I are soon going to be TTC (“trying to conceive”) for the first time. To be honest, this is the most compelling reason for me, beyond any other basis of my previous temporary/failed efforts. Yes, I know that I should be doing this for my health. In theory, that should be the primary motivator. It’s just not. It’s a happy side effect, but it’s not my motivation. I mean, my weight has fluctuated wildly my entire life. When I was a teen and after break ups, I went on weight loss bursts to be sexually attractive to a greater pool of potential suitors (wink). When I was in my late-twenties, I used athletic goals to motivate me, such as running my first half marathon (did not lose weight AT ALL) or becoming a better rugby player (did work).

I don’t know why TTC has been such a great motivator for me. Maybe I feel like I’m heading toward a “point of no return.” Shrug. Many women have proven that you can not only bounce back from pregnancy but with effort, become even fitter than you were pre-baby. I just want to give myself every advantage, knowing my spotty body history.

 

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Image courtesy of Bella Falconi, the amazing Brazilian fitness model. Find her on YouTube.

I’m going to be 35 years old, this year. So, yeah, the clock is ticking. Loudly.

More on this to come in part two.

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Pre-TTC Weight Loss, Part One (Day 31 of 83)

Slippin’ Up Redux (Day 29 of 83)

Fat pizza joint.
Image courtesy of Adam.J.W.C. on Wikimedia Commons.

I guess that it had to happen. Again. I slipped up big time this past weekend in both exercise and eating habits. Gahhhhh!

It started last weekend. I got a very serious stomach bug, went to the doctor, basically didn’t do a ton of exercise all week from feeling awful. I know that it’s probably not my fault that I got so sick. I mean, I may not have washed my hands thoroughly enough, so it might have been.

Note to everyone: Wash your hands thoroughly when handling chicken!

Being set back again and by a whole week is nonetheless disappointing, no matter whose fault that stomach bug was. All that I can do is be thankful that I am finally at the end of my tummy woes and can get back into the swing of things.

Literally! I am excited to start incorporating kettlebell circuits back into my exercise routine. Also, my husband and I are shopping for good prices on barbells and plate weights, which is also exciting. We don’t have a ton of room in our apartment, but we can do bear complexes with a 5′ bar, at the very least. That’s something to be excited about! Obviously, if we can do bear complexes, we can do clean and jerks, military presses… The list goes on! I can do hip thrusters with the bar lightly loaded until we get 45 lb. plates (probably not for a couple of months – them things are expensive!). Yay!

Anyway, yeah I had a bad week — I might not win the Diet Bet that I’m in, depending on whether or not this sodium weight falls off; my stamina is probably a bit less than it was before I got sick. Still, there is a lot to be thankful for.

Slippin’ Up Redux (Day 29 of 83)

Getting Organized (Day 19 of 83)

I’m pretty sure that everyone heard about that study about messy kitchens leading to increased calorie consumption. I was inspired to get a little organizing and cleaning done yesterday, in order to assist with that feeling that dieters really need: to feel in control. I got a lot done! It’s not like my kitchen looks like something out of Sunset magazine or anything, but at least it feels less cluttered.

I got to thinking about my life and the relationship between my sense of control and my weight. Without doing a scientific study of it, I can safely say that the less in control that I feel (major bouts of depression, anxiety, huge stressors at school and work) the more that I gain.

I associate the happiest times of my life with when I was in better shape, but is it because that I was slimmer? Upon reflection, I think that was only maybe 25% or at best 33% of it.

Getting Organized (Day 19 of 83)

Four Weeks of Sweatin’ Hard (Day 17 of 83)

Things that I’ve learned from going up the same tough trail once a week for the past four weeks:

Stamina can improve really quickly. The first week that I went up this trail, which climbs about 800 feet in 0.9 miles of nearly nonstop ascent, I had to stop more than seven times. Truth be told, I lost count. I was in a flop sweat a by the time that I got to the top and my leg felt wobbly. Phew! It was tough. Yesterday, I ascended the trail the fastest that I ever have! I only had to stop four times and felt great when I got to the top.

Food is fuel. It is SUPER important what I eat and when I eat it in relation to doing such a tough workout like this hike. I had a super delicious smoothie for breakfast within an hour of getting up and ate cottage cheese and a mango as a post-rowing snack (yes! I even had enough energy to do my hike after a 20 minute erg machine workout) and was good to go about 90 minutes later for my hike.

Hydration is essential. This should have been so obvious to me on the first hike. I mean, it used to be that I didn’t drink a ton of water, so I would have had coffee and maybe a glass of agua before attempting the hike. Today, I drank two quarts of water before attempting my hike. Boom fist!

Don’t forget that when you hike, even in the city, you’re going to nature. Yesterday, I had my first encounter with an aggressive rattlesnake. You read that right. You should’ve seen me running like a crazy person down that trail when I heard that snake’s unforgettable and utterly threatening rattle less than two feet from my left foot. OMG, I just about lost my mind! I cursed dirtier than a ship of drunken sailors who haven’t taken a bath in a year, too.

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Here’s a shaky video of the view from the top!

Four Weeks of Sweatin’ Hard (Day 17 of 83)

Non-Scale Goals, Revised (Day 12 of 83)

A couple of posts back I came up with a list of non-scale victory goals. I was caused to reflect a bit this morning while I watched an episode of Extreme Weight Loss (Chris Powell!). Laird Hamilton and Gabrielle Reece showed up to mentor a woman going through a big weight loss in her goal to get back into surfing. Like, OMG. If Laird Hamilton were to mentor me with his super-amazing-Olympic-wonder-wife Gabrielle Reece… I’d probably pee myself with excitement in the ocean!

Anyway, the lady who was working on her weight loss said to Laird something about having injuries and how they totally caused her to gain a TON of weight. And Laird was like (paraphrasing), “Yeah, I’ve broken so many bones, but I got back on that surf board. It’s how you deal with injuries that makes you blah blah blah.”

As I said, I was paraphrasing, okay?

It just so happens that I’ve always wanted to learn to surf. I live less than 2 miles from Venice Beach. I experienced an ankle injury recently which I blamed for myself gaining 20 pounds (not exactly true).

My previous NSV goals:

  • Feel comfortable wearing a pair of shorts.
  • Waist: <32″ | Hips: <40″
  • Wear an actual swimsuit to the actual beach.
  • Waist: <30″ | Hips: <39″
  • Get up to Skull Rock at the top of the Temescal trail with less than four breathing/water breaks.

Revised NSV goals:

  • Take at least one private swim lesson to get back into the swing of things.
  • Get up to Skull Rock at the top of the Temescal trail with less than four breaks.
  • Take first surfing lesson by beginning of summer.

Back to what Laird said (damn, he’s good looking! he should be in the new Point Break movie. not those lame kiddos): IT’S HOW I DEAL WITH THE INJURIES. I’ve been dealt some seemingly bad cards, but that doesn’t mean that I have to fold. If I treat myself like an athlete and know my limitations and work hard within them, the comfort wearing shorts and smaller waist/hips… That’ll happen.

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Photo courtesy of Neerav Bhatt on Flickr.

Non-Scale Goals, Revised (Day 12 of 83)

Preppin’ Food Ain’t No Joke (Day 11 of 83)

Menu planning. Meal prepping. Cooking.

Menu planning. Meal prepping. Cooking.

Menu planning… It just seems to go on and on.

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It takes quite a bit of effort to get all three meals in order, day after day. See those salads in jars in the fridge? I made those last night at like, 9pm. I’m proud of myself for doing it, even though I had been busy all day long and just wanted to snuggle a little longer on the couch with my husband. And heck – I’m sure that I could have planned out my week a little better so that I could have avoided assembling salads so late. Actually, I know that I could have.

It’s hard to let go of years of habit. My habit was to say that I was going to make lunches for the next day and then weasel out of doing it. I would then have to buy lunch out which is not only expensive, but also meant that I was eating as many calories in one meal as I should have for the whole day. Day after day, that really added up. And here I am now with a BMI of obese-point-three and size 14 pants which “shrunk in the wash.”

I love the new contents of my overstuffed fridge (does anyone want to buy me a second fridge!?). I love tasting healthier, home cooked meals. I love eating with my husband at the actual dinner table, rather than on the couch.

It’s worth it, all of the effort that it takes. I’ll get used to it, I’ll build up a more efficient routine… it will become easier.

Preppin’ Food Ain’t No Joke (Day 11 of 83)

Keep Hikin’ Up That Hill (Day 10 of 83)

It’s ten days into my countdown to Thailand (WHEEEEEEEE!) and I’ve definitely made some good progress. I can tolerate two workouts a day now, whereas on day 1 my body was struggling to adjust to the lower caloric intake. I am finding that making healthy nutritional choices is a lot easier (because I simply don’t want to sabotage my workout the following day). In general, I have more pep in my step!

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I’ve got a fairly lofty goal for where I want to be at physically by the time we leave LAX for BKK. I don’t know that I will do it, but I know that I can do it. I’ve got some swimsuits wish listed on the Nordstrom website (oooooooh! Fancy!) in anticipation of success.

What about in between victories, though? I hadn’t really thought through what trail markers that I want to use for my big trip up the hill of weight loss, so here it is. My list of non-scale victories that I look forward to:

  • Feel comfortable wearing a pair of shorts.
  • Waist: <32″ | Hips: <40″
  • Wear an actual swimsuit to the actual beach.
  • Waist: <30″ | Hips: <39″
  • Get up to Skull Rock at the top of the Temescal trail with less than 4 breaks to breath/drink water.

Let’s see if I can cross these off in the next couple of diet bets!

Keep Hikin’ Up That Hill (Day 10 of 83)