I did a bit of a naughty on Saturday. Well, I was out at a party eating and drinking to my heart’s content, but that’s not what I meant. While at said party I sneakily borrowed my friends scales (sorry Pinaz!) to get a ball park estimate of how much I weigh. Turns out I’m about 2 stone heavier than I thought I was, which was a bit of a blow to be perfectly honest.
All in all though, I feel I dealt with it very well. I didn’t let it ruin the party for me, and it didn’t get me down as much as news like this usually does. In fact, it strengthened my resolve to get to the size and shape I want to be, on my terms. According to the BMI scale, this 2 stone increase in weight means that I now classify as morbidly obese rather than just obsess. People who know me will probably agree that there is no way I look morbidly obese (remind me to write my essay on how rubbish the BMI scale is in the near future). And I’m not. The scale is wrong, but it’s what doctors use when deciding how healthy a person is.
My new long term goal is now this; if I go to a doctor after I’m at my ideal size and am told I could do with losing a bit of weight, I want to be in a position to ask the doctor where I lose this weight from. If my build is all muscle and bone, there is no way I should be able to be classed as obese, but that is a debate for another time.
This is accompanied by some good news though. I now have a pair of jeans that are almost too big for me. While this is jump-up-and-down-squealing good news, as it shows my plan is working, it also makes me a little sad. It means that fairly soon I’ll have to get rid of them and buy a new pair. I keep reading that a person losing weight is more likely to keep the weight off if they throw out all their oversize clothes. Less temptation to fall of the wagon and end up back in them I guess. While this does have its drawbacks in the form of spending money, it’s all in a good cause. And in theory I’m spending less money on food so should have more funds available for clothes that fit.
In other news, Sam and I finally managed to do the first of our planned weekly walks on Sunday. We walked to a local retail park to find the Toys’R’Us. We walked, and we found it. We were out about two hours in total. It was good fun, very bracing, and above all great exercise. I think I definitely got my 10,000 steps in for Sunday. We just need to find enough places to walk around to be able to do it every week,
For March I’ve decided to give up two things. The first is coffee; although I have gone down to skimmed milk and sweetener, I’ve still decided to give up coffee. On occasion I do still have sugar in it, which adds unnecessary calories. Also if I switch to herbal and flavoured teas, I eliminate the milk entirely as opposed to just most of the calories in milk. It also curbs my caffeine intake, which is good because there’s caffeine in my fat metaboliser pills, and talking additional caffeine can mess things up as far as they’re concerned. Caffeine can also cause problems with blood sugar, which has a knock on effect for the body’s ability to metabolise fat. I’m hoping that by really cutting back on my caffeine intake I’ll be able to maximise my fat loss.
The other thing I’m giving up is alcohol. Well, more or less. I’m going teetotal in the sense that I’m not buying any alcohol this month, whether I’m at the pub or at home. The reason I’m not going 100% teetotal is because I have a few beers in already, but that’s what I’ve got to last the month. Part of the reason I’m doing it is to see what kind of impact it has on my wallet, but I’m hoping it will also have a fairly drastic impact on my waistline too. I don’t think I’ll be able to give up alcohol for good, I like it too much for that. But hopefully a month of minimal alcohol drinking will pave the way for a compromise.
