I decided to resurrect my Wellness Wednesday series in the hopes that doing so will provide me with some ongoing accountability. I’ll be totally honest with you though. If I start to slip, I’ll probably just stop doing the posts. I realize that totally defeats the purpose, but my blog, my rules.
I’m not going to sit here and fat shame myself. I don’t want to whine that I’m so fat and ugly and nothing fits and so on. What I am going to do is put some facts out there.
As of January 5, I weighed 165 pounds. This is the most I’ve ever weighed even when I was pregnant. I have now surpassed my weight on the day I gave birth 8 years ago. I know we’re not supposed to talk about what we weigh, but in the spirit of only presenting information without judgement, I am giving an actual number. There it is: 165.
I am just under 5 feet tall, but let’s use measurements for someone who actually IS 5 feet tall. I like round numbers and I’m almost there and I feel like it’s better than rounding my height down. The ideal weight for someone who is 5 feet tall is between 95 and 128 pounds. I haven’t been 95 pounds since I was a senior in high school, so that seems a bit unrealistic. When I was my healthiest as an adult, right before I got pregnant in early 2006, I weighed 128. I felt good but like 5-10 more pounds would be ideal. Given those facts, my goal weight is 125. It’s also another round number.
To reach my goal, I need to lose 40 pounds. Losing 50 or 60 would not make me unhealthy though it may be less than realistic. I’m going to stick with the 40 and see how I feel when I get there.
Here are the action steps I’m planning to use for at least the first month:
1. Use MyFitnessPal to track calories and exercise.
2. Exercise at least 30 minutes per day at least 5 days per week. It doesn’t have to be strenuous, but it has to happen.
3. No cheese (because I tend to binge on it when I eat it) and no take-out (except January 24, the day of my son’s birthday party).
That’s it. No food is off-limit if I can fit it into my calorie budget and the budget helps me to make better choices. Exercising pads the budget. Take-out always ends badly.
It’s not just about the weight. I feel like crap almost all the time. My sedentary lifestyle and poor eating habits are making me miserable and it’s time to change things. I need a measurable goal for this to work. “Feeling better” isn’t going to be enough. I will feel better if I weigh less because the only way to weigh less is the eat better and exercise. I hate to focus on numbers and all that but going by how my clothes feel isn’t a good measure (unless I only wear one outfit indefinitely) and my level of fatigue or shortness of breath or whatever else isn’t reliable since so many other factors impact perception.
Weight is measurable. Scales don’t lie. I know this doesn’t work for everyone, but it’s what will motivate me.
I’ve been doing well since Monday (yes, I’m aware it’s not even 3 full days yet) but I’m tired and cranky. I was going to try to end this on a positive note but, well, I don’t have one right now. My disposition probably has more to do with the weather and my current hormonal state than my food (because I have been eating). I look forward to being over the transitional hump that one must go through to build good habits because this transitional hump sucks.
Until next week…
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