Weight Loss Week Two
Weigh in: 284.8
➡ + 1.4 lbs
This week has been hectic. And while the scale is showing a gain, I still met one of my goals for the week. I set a small goal to workout at least 3 times this week. And I did!
However, one of the problems I seem to be having is with scheduling. I haven't quite gotten the hang of the new schedule. Before starting this journey, I really only ate once a day. And I very rarely drank water. Now I'm trying to eat a more sensible 3 meal a day plan. I'm also drinking mostly water throughout the day. My body is a little confused. But I'm not going to let that stop me. I've been assured by doctors, nutritionists, and Fitness gurus that my body will adjust.
This isn't really a diet for me. It's a whole lifestyle change. And it's going to take small steps in the right direction, to get me where I want to go. I've cut out soda completely. I've researched my medications and the foods that interact with them. I've pulled out the one and only diet plan that has worked for me in the last 10 years. When I was pregnant I tested positive for gestational diabetes. Though I'm not entirely convinced I actually had it. My sugars were never high, and I only missed the mark on the test by one lousy point. Still I followed the diet and really watched what I was eating. At the time, I was doing it for my unborn daughter. And I lost 50 lb during my pregnancy. The only time in the last 10 years that I've been able to lose a significant amount of weight. I followed the diet after the birth, only to find that I started gaining weight after two months. It took roughly three years of testing after that to come to the diagnosis. Hypothyroidism. Hashimoto's thyroiditis. It wasn't what I was eating that caused the gains. It was my body. I needed medication. Sounds simple, no?
That was a few years ago. I've had blood tests galore. Setbacks. Medication changes. And finally I've come to a place where it seems to be balancing out. So this time, I'm following the diet for me. It's specifically tailored to my body. But that doesn't make it easier. In fact, it was easier to do when I was pregnant. Probably because my daughter was the only one I had to think about. I had to take care of myself and my body, to grow this beautiful child. These days, she's 5 years old. Always on the go, and getting into everything that is mine. It's hard to make food for myself when I have a small thief in the house. It's hard to stay on my own schedule when I'm constantly trying to keep up with her. But I'll get the hang of it.
Until then, I'm still going to do my best. I'm proud of myself for taking the time while she's at school to work out. I've taken a few extra walks with her as well. Along with Hashimoto's thyroiditis, I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia. And this week I've experienced a fibro flare up. It makes it very difficult to move. The one thing my grandmother (who also has fibro) told me when I got the diagnosis was to keep moving. So any time I start to feel like I can't move, I ask myself what she would do. And I got up and took a walk. I can't say it wasn't painful. It absolutely was. And there was one day this week that my emotional breakdown got the better of me. But I pulled myself together and I'm right back on track. Let's hope this coming up week is ready for me!
➡ + 1.4 lbs
This week has been hectic. And while the scale is showing a gain, I still met one of my goals for the week. I set a small goal to workout at least 3 times this week. And I did!
However, one of the problems I seem to be having is with scheduling. I haven't quite gotten the hang of the new schedule. Before starting this journey, I really only ate once a day. And I very rarely drank water. Now I'm trying to eat a more sensible 3 meal a day plan. I'm also drinking mostly water throughout the day. My body is a little confused. But I'm not going to let that stop me. I've been assured by doctors, nutritionists, and Fitness gurus that my body will adjust.
This isn't really a diet for me. It's a whole lifestyle change. And it's going to take small steps in the right direction, to get me where I want to go. I've cut out soda completely. I've researched my medications and the foods that interact with them. I've pulled out the one and only diet plan that has worked for me in the last 10 years. When I was pregnant I tested positive for gestational diabetes. Though I'm not entirely convinced I actually had it. My sugars were never high, and I only missed the mark on the test by one lousy point. Still I followed the diet and really watched what I was eating. At the time, I was doing it for my unborn daughter. And I lost 50 lb during my pregnancy. The only time in the last 10 years that I've been able to lose a significant amount of weight. I followed the diet after the birth, only to find that I started gaining weight after two months. It took roughly three years of testing after that to come to the diagnosis. Hypothyroidism. Hashimoto's thyroiditis. It wasn't what I was eating that caused the gains. It was my body. I needed medication. Sounds simple, no?
That was a few years ago. I've had blood tests galore. Setbacks. Medication changes. And finally I've come to a place where it seems to be balancing out. So this time, I'm following the diet for me. It's specifically tailored to my body. But that doesn't make it easier. In fact, it was easier to do when I was pregnant. Probably because my daughter was the only one I had to think about. I had to take care of myself and my body, to grow this beautiful child. These days, she's 5 years old. Always on the go, and getting into everything that is mine. It's hard to make food for myself when I have a small thief in the house. It's hard to stay on my own schedule when I'm constantly trying to keep up with her. But I'll get the hang of it.
Until then, I'm still going to do my best. I'm proud of myself for taking the time while she's at school to work out. I've taken a few extra walks with her as well. Along with Hashimoto's thyroiditis, I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia. And this week I've experienced a fibro flare up. It makes it very difficult to move. The one thing my grandmother (who also has fibro) told me when I got the diagnosis was to keep moving. So any time I start to feel like I can't move, I ask myself what she would do. And I got up and took a walk. I can't say it wasn't painful. It absolutely was. And there was one day this week that my emotional breakdown got the better of me. But I pulled myself together and I'm right back on track. Let's hope this coming up week is ready for me!
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