I went to inspect an new gym The guy was really helpful and nice. He explained that on intake they do some tests and measure etc. One of the thing they measure is body fat; His comment, "but I don't think that will be a discussion point in your case" felt good.
Also you could see him think - how can I push this woman further - she is fit already. Hey I am joining the gym and ask for help because I am plateauing
If I would have laid in bed after the alarm this morning I'm sure I could have talked myself out of going to the gym, instead I jumped right up and hit the gym for a good workout!
This is a biggie for me: learning to incorporate former binge foods into my healthier eating plan without all the bells and whistles going off in my head!
Yesterday I made a lemon loaf, except I split the recipe into two loaves. I froze one for a friend (honest!) and kept the other for me to dole out one slice a day as a treat. No way would I have done that before getting into a healthier mindset as the whole loaf would've been too tempting.
One more sign I'm progressing with this: I had a craving for pasta the other night. I think I can count on one hand the times I've eaten a "normal" serving size of pasta in my life. It's typically an enormous bowl, along with garlic bread and Italian sausages. And lots of Parmesan cheese, of course. You'd think I was training for the Olympics if you saw what I could easily wolf down. So in the past few years I've shied away from making pasta at home, afraid of the dreaded triggers. Not anymore. I'm still having the pasta, the not-so-healthy jarred sauce (until I can get off my butt and make my own!) and the Italian sausage, just no bread. And I added tons of mushrooms, spinach & extra tomatoes in the sauce. It's amazing how emotionally good it feels to eat one portion and be satisfied mentally and physically, when pasta used to represent a means of quieting anxiety/filling an emotional ache.
Please know that if I can get over these hurdles, you can too.
Hubs noticed the ever elusive "thigh gap" while I was doing evening stretches last night. Before it became a thing, it never occured to me that I would have one. When it was a thing, it never bothered me I didn't have one. I just thought my body wasn't designed that way. The really cool thing though? I haven't blew out the thighs in my jeans in a long while.
I’m breaking the rules and posting an SV, but I’m so excited about it I had to post it somewhere! This morning when I weighed in i hit the 150s for the first time in 4 years!
This is a biggie for me: learning to incorporate former binge foods into my healthier eating plan without all the bells and whistles going off in my head!
Yesterday I made a lemon loaf, except I split the recipe into two loaves. I froze one for a friend (honest!) and kept the other for me to dole out one slice a day as a treat. No way would I have done that before getting into a healthier mindset as the whole loaf would've been too tempting.
One more sign I'm progressing with this: I had a craving for pasta the other night. I think I can count on one hand the times I've eaten a "normal" serving size of pasta in my life. It's typically an enormous bowl, along with garlic bread and Italian sausages. And lots of Parmesan cheese, of course. You'd think I was training for the Olympics if you saw what I could easily wolf down. So in the past few years I've shied away from making pasta at home, afraid of the dreaded triggers. Not anymore. I'm still having the pasta, the not-so-healthy jarred sauce (until I can get off my butt and make my own!) and the Italian sausage, just no bread. And I added tons of mushrooms, spinach & extra tomatoes in the sauce. It's amazing how emotionally good it feels to eat one portion and be satisfied mentally and physically, when pasta used to represent a means of quieting anxiety/filling an emotional ache.
Please know that if I can get over these hurdles, you can too.
This is such a beautiful NSV! My family growing up served huge portions of pasta. When my husband first ate dinner with my parents, he was appalled. I just thought it was normal to eat that much! It does feel so much better to eat an appropriate amount of food and feel satisfied.
One thing that helped me was realizing that every meal isn’t my last meal on earth. For some reason I always used to eat all the food I craved in one sitting. It took me some work to get to the point that I think, “I can have a cookie today, and a piece of banana bread tomorrow.” And look forward to eating the banana bread, instead of feeling panicked and deprived.
Went on a business trip to Oslo and managed to keep calories under daily allowance and even worked out in my hotel room. And I wasn't tempted by any of the yummy junkie food at the airports!
wore my shorts to gym the first time this year and they were so loose! feels great. Stopped by Mcdonalds and hubby was there and I ordered a gravy and biscuit splitting the biscuit with him. Come to find out he had already got a buy one get one mcmuffin. Oh my! I realized I use to eat like that, large quantities of food, NO MORE!
Yesterday I mowed the lawn with a push mower (self propelled though). Took me a good 12000 steps. Havent done that in years since we got the riding mower. Whoo! Still early to cut grass here, just used it to pick up the leaves. Might become a common thing. See if time allows it.
Oh and got myself a GF for the first time in a looong time. Score!
Another Bra Story: this morning when I put my bra on, I noticed it seemed a bit baggy in the cups. Then I sat down to drink my coffee and noticed that the wrinkles in the loose bra cups were visible through my shirt, prompting me to go searching through my drawers for a smaller bra. I am very busty and I'm pretty sure I've gone down at least two to three cup sizes. Feels pretty darn satisfying!
I went for a walk, Only 7k steps (bout an hour) but its thunderstorming and i had written todays walking off, Did it anyway. Got alot of eating in next few days so i needed atleast a little
Another Bra Story: this morning when I put my bra on, I noticed it seemed a bit baggy in the cups. Then I sat down to drink my coffee and noticed that the wrinkles in the loose bra cups were visible through my shirt, prompting me to go searching through my drawers for a smaller bra. I am very busty and I'm pretty sure I've gone down at least two to three cup sizes. Feels pretty darn satisfying!
High five! I too have a bra-related NSV. I am now on the tighest hook on my sports bra! Soon I'll have to buy a size smaller! Yaaaaay!
I fit into one of my dragon shirts! My arms and boobs used to be too fat to even pull it over my head but today it fit(and with a push-up bra on too!). RIP to my boobs but YAY
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Also you could see him think - how can I push this woman further - she is fit already. Hey I am joining the gym and ask for help because I am plateauing
Nice! Brownies are difficult to turn down. Tomorrow at work there is free pizza. I love pizza. I will need to stay out of the staff lounge
Yesterday I made a lemon loaf, except I split the recipe into two loaves. I froze one for a friend (honest!) and kept the other for me to dole out one slice a day as a treat. No way would I have done that before getting into a healthier mindset as the whole loaf would've been too tempting.
One more sign I'm progressing with this: I had a craving for pasta the other night. I think I can count on one hand the times I've eaten a "normal" serving size of pasta in my life. It's typically an enormous bowl, along with garlic bread and Italian sausages. And lots of Parmesan cheese, of course. You'd think I was training for the Olympics if you saw what I could easily wolf down. So in the past few years I've shied away from making pasta at home, afraid of the dreaded triggers. Not anymore. I'm still having the pasta, the not-so-healthy jarred sauce (until I can get off my butt and make my own!) and the Italian sausage, just no bread. And I added tons of mushrooms, spinach & extra tomatoes in the sauce. It's amazing how emotionally good it feels to eat one portion and be satisfied mentally and physically, when pasta used to represent a means of quieting anxiety/filling an emotional ache.
Please know that if I can get over these hurdles, you can too.
This is such a beautiful NSV! My family growing up served huge portions of pasta. When my husband first ate dinner with my parents, he was appalled. I just thought it was normal to eat that much! It does feel so much better to eat an appropriate amount of food and feel satisfied.
One thing that helped me was realizing that every meal isn’t my last meal on earth. For some reason I always used to eat all the food I craved in one sitting. It took me some work to get to the point that I think, “I can have a cookie today, and a piece of banana bread tomorrow.” And look forward to eating the banana bread, instead of feeling panicked and deprived.
Cross this off a running goal for 2019! Sometimes the biggest hurdles aren't the physical ones.
No NSV would be complete without a bad sweaty mirror selfie with it, right?
Oh and got myself a GF for the first time in a looong time. Score!
High five! I too have a bra-related NSV. I am now on the tighest hook on my sports bra! Soon I'll have to buy a size smaller! Yaaaaay!