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The Beck Diet Solution: Week One, Day Six: Find A Diet Coach

Today’s Beck Diet Solution assignment is to find a diet coach.

Technically, as a member of Weight Watchers, I already have a diet coach. I have a Weight Watchers Leader, Gillian Sloan, who is only a new WW leader, but I saw her Before picture. She looks amazing now; you’d never believe she was ever overweight.

So every Monday night, I go and check in with my “diet coach” aka my Weight Watchers leader. This step I’ve kind of got covered.

 


 

Today was not a fun day. I mentioned in my SparkPeople Blog, the blisters in the backs of my heels cracked open when I stepped downstairs this morning. It started bleeding.

I didn’t get to go to the gym or the pool today. I’m planning on going to the gym tomorrow, and I have my Intro To SpinFit class on Sunday morning, so hopefully that’ll make everything up that I’ve eaten that’s not Simply Filling foods.

But tonight.

Tonight, my body decided that it needed to vomit. And it needed to throw up everything that I’d eaten since about 6pm.

I have burst blood vessels IN MY FOREHEAD. My eyes feel like they have sand in them. My nose was bleeding, and now that my stomach is empty, it’s also sore.

My throat hurts.

I feel hungry, but I know it’s just because my stomach’s empty now, but I’m also annoyed.

Mum made this awesome Quorn Provençale bake for dinner, and I normally hate when it’s “cook for my vegetarian sister” night at the Webster house, because I’m a meat eater (sorry, Linda, but Quorn does not feel like/taste like/look like real meat!) and blah, but this Quorn bake tonight was DELICIOUS.

And then my body decides, “no, I don’t want you to be able to keep down any food!”

I’m just hoping it’s not a stomach bug, because I do like eating food. I like being able to keep it down!

So fingers crossed that it was just a blip, that something just didn’t agree with me (although I’m not sure what, exactly, it could have been) and that I’ll be fine by tomorrow.

For tonight, however, I’m just drinking lots of liquids, and going to have an early night.

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In Which Fatso Inhales Her Food

The above pictures at the little Magic Pot thingers that have Sweetcorn, Sweet Pepper and Courgette seeds in them! It said, “leave somewhere warm, frost-free, and out of direct sunlight,” so I figured that my windowsill would be the perfect place for them, since I hardly ever open my bedroom curtains and blind. There’s never any frost on my window, so I’m hoping it’s safe. Keeping them in the dark in the cupboard with the water heater’d probably be a bad idea.

That said, I did also buy a mini-strawberry kit, too! And that is in the dark in the cupboard in my room where the water heater lives. They need to be “somewhere warm” until the shoots start showing up.

I’m going to have my work cut out for me this summer, seriously, with the digging. I’m probably going to have to buy a little fence and chicken wire or something to keep Bella from digging all my hard work up, because she has a bad habit of digging Mum’s flower garden out front.

Silly kitty.

But yeah, I figure I take the far end of the garden, dig it up, put down my compost and plant my little plants, put up the little fence and put the chicken wire over the top until the sprouts are too high, at which point I’ll probably try the citrus-peel trick to keep cats out.

Seriously, though, I’m so excited about this. I even bought a “grow your own chives” that you can grow on your kitchen windowsill! Of course, I forgot the sheer amount of stuff Mum has on her kitchen windowsill at the moment, but she said she’s going to have to pot on her mini cacti soon.

(Which is good, because I really need those little pots! They were mine in the first place, little expensive terracotta pots from Atlantic Homecare that I was supposed to be using to make damper bread that Mum decided she’d use for cacti while I was in Florida. BAD MOTHER, NO COOKIE.

Man, I wish I had cookies.

Actually, no I don’t. I wish I had a Sambodino’s wrap with chicken tikka and stuffing, OMFG I’d be tempted to fly to Dublin just to take the train up to Mullingar and buy a load of sandwiches.

It’d be the most expensive sandwich I’ve ever had, but it’d be worth it.

Please note: I will not be doing this. If anybody is reading this and lives in/near Mullingar, County Westmeath, and would like to go to Sambodino’s and have them ship over a week’s worth of Chicken Tikka wraps with mayonnaise for my birthday, I’d be eternally grateful.)

 


 

Week One, Day Five of The Beck Diet Solution, and today’s assignment is to eat slowly and mindfully.

This one’s difficult for me. Lunch, I ate in front of the computer watching this week’s episode of 24, drinking my soup (I always put my soup in a cup nowadays; saves on spillage and crockery) and eating my salt-and-vinegar Snack-A-Jacks with Chive Light Philadelphia and wafer-thin turkey slices (a favourite meal when I’m on Weight Watchers; it comes out at about 350 calories and not a lot of fat), and I must admit, I don’t think I really tasted a single bite of my food. I remember the soup being hot, because I almost burned my tongue on it at first. I remember the taste of the salt-and-vinegar, with the creaminess and hint of chives from the Philadelphia.

But I didn’t really taste it. I took a bite of cracker, took a sip of soup, lather, rinse, repeat. I was actually shocked when I went to take a sip of my soup only to find out that it was gone.

Dinner was a bit better, but I still wasn’t really aware of eating. I was reading the newspaper while I was eating, and this made me eat slower, because it’s impossible to eat noodle stir-fry when one is not paying attention, so between reading my newspaper and eating my food, it took me a good 15/20 minutes to finish eating it. I was still hungry, so I took a yoghurt, and came upstairs and ate my yoghurt. Now, I did eat my yoghurt slowly, because the Shape 0% yoghurts are so creamy that it’s such a waste not to savour it.

And I cheated and bought a sandwich from ASDA when I was in getting ingredients to make my Mum’s Mother’s Day Cake (Weight Watchers recipe!) and when I came home, I practically inhaled the damned thing.

Admittedly, I’d just swum (swam?) a half-mile in the swimming pool, but really, there’s no excuse for eating a sandwich in less than 5 minutes. That’s 2.5 minutes per half, including chewing and swallowing time. It was ridiculous.

Ridiculous but tasty.

So this is one of those things that I’m really going to have to focus on. When I originally tried Paul McKenna’s I Can Make You Thin, this was the part I had difficulty with, too, because I literally cannot just sit and eat food. I have to be doing something while I’m eating it.

So yeah. I’m going to have to work really hard at this specific part.

 


 

4.3.2.1 Detox trundles ahead. I have two days left of the liquid-detox, and 6 days of the tablets. And then I have the ten-day Intensive 4.3.2.1 liquid-detox.

I still have to decide whether or not I want to do the coconut oil detox. I’ve actually read that you’re supposed to literally only use coconut oil for the duration, and drink only a lemon-salt-water mixture to replace electrolytes and stuff.

If I decided to go ahead with it, I’d need to make sure I didn’t have any plans for those days, because I highly doubt that I could make it to the gym or swimming if I didn’t have anything but fat (healthy fat, but still) going into my body, no matter whether it transforms to energy or not.

And the side-effects. I’ve read about the side-effects, I’m cool with that.

But yeah. It’d be a serious detox.

As per my new motto: we’ll see.

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In Which Fatso Gives Herself Credit

So, I went to the cinema today to see Tim Burton’s Alice In Wonderland, which was not as awesome as it could have been.

Last time I went to the cinema, I bought a drink. Didn’t have any sweets or anything. But then, last time I went to the cinema was with Mum and Dad to see Sherlock Holmes, and being under parental supervision is totally different from me and my sister going out alone together.

Cut to me eating a big bag of ASDA Onion Rings that I love, and a box of white chocolate Mikado (DAMN YOU, ALISON, IF YOU HADN’T MENTIONED IT… :P ) both of which were nummy, but good GOD, it was 7.5 Points for the Mikado and 11.5 Points for the Onion Rings, and.

Ouch.

So, to the gym I went!

Now, I’ve been trying to push myself on cardio – I’ve gone from 5 minutes on the treadmill at 3km/h to 10 or 15 minutes on the treadmill at anything between 4km/h and 5km/h – and tonight was my turn to push myself on the bike.

The past few times I’ve been to the gym, I’ve been on a recumbent bike. It gives my back more support, but it’s an odd way to work a bike, and tonight, the gym was busy enough that I had to wait for a treadmill, do my hand bike and THEN go on a treadmill, and when I got off the treadmill, I did more on the hand bike and then hopped on an elliptical for five minutes, and when I got off the elliptical, there were no bikes available oh god what do I dooooo.

I did my strength training while I was waiting – adduction, abduction, pec deck, squats and calf raises and the optimal rhomb thinger – and then went on one of the upright bikes.

And kinf of.

Didn’t get off for 25 minutes.

I actually started up a conversation with the Scottish-Indian guy who was on the power plate next to me (I forgot your name, I’m sorry! I’m terrible with names!) about how LOUD the power plate is, and the fact that I could feel the vibrations all up my bike.

(Seriously, I am not kidding about this.)

And then, he asked me how I was getting on. I said, and I quote: “I feel like I’m about to pass out, haha.”

Turns out, he was once my size. I didn’t believe him, of course, because he was about my sister’s height and built of what I assume is almost pure muscle! I’d actually seen him on the treadmill earlier, and he was running like he was born running, I’m not kidding.

And so, while I was pedalling away, we were talking about how he lost weight, and he said: “You can work as hard as you want in here, but if you go out there and eat wrong, this doesn’t count for anything.”

(Or something to that effect.)

And it was nice, to talk to him, to see the other side of the journey. And we both agreed:

Getting there is the hard part.

But he looked amazing, and he said he was now running 8 miles in an hour, when he could barely walk a mile before, when he was big.

And so that was nice. He went to work on the weights, and I let Queen ride me through the last five minutes. I was going to go for 30 minutes, but to be perfectly honest and a little TMI, the whole area between my legs was going numb, and the left leg of my shorts was riding right up and it was getting uncomfortable, so I let it go at 25 minutes.

Now, I checked. I joined the gym on February 15th, which means that I have been a member of the gym for less than a month. I’m in my fourth week, as a matter of fact. And that first day on the treadmill, on February 16th, I was a little out of breath going at 1.5mph for 5 minutes. I couldn’t manage the 5 minutes on the elliptical. The 5 minutes on the bike was like hell.

And now I’m able to do so much more. My hip’s still hurting like hell, the sciatica flaring up during the day and taking most of the day to settle down enough that I can exercise, and I still can’t lean forward for any length of time without leaning on something to support my weight, but I’m able to (with liberal application of Deep Freeze) manage 15 minutes on the treadmill, 25 minutes on the bike, and I’m going to eventually do more than 5 minutes on the elliptical.

Point is, I’ve come so far in 4 weeks that I can’t even believe it. I’m thrilled with this.

 


 

So, to tie into what I was saying above, today’s assignment is to give yourself credit. Give yourself credit for not eating bad foods, or give yourself credit for doing exercise even although you don’t feel like it.

Stuff like that.

Today, I gave myself credit for not totally sabotaging myself with the trip to the cinema. I’ve already negated the Mikado from the equation, and the swimming yesterday takes care of 1/3 of the pack of onion rings.

I was really tempted to not go to the gym today, because my hip was just that sore when I was walking from the cinema over to the far end of the ASDA car park, so much so that I was out of breath just from trying to keep myself upright.

But I went. As soon as I was home, I was thinking about it, thinking of what I could do to limit the damage, getting my socks and trainers on, changing into my longline shirt (the shorter ones ride up when I’m exercising, and it’s annoying) and just getting my bag together with my iPod and iPhone, my inhaler and my Deep Freeze.

I hummed and hawed for about fifteen minutes while I was talking to my friend Azy on AIM, and finally decided, fuck it, I’m going to the gym.

And I did.

(Funny side-story, actually: I said to Azy the other day that I have bruises on my left hand, in the meaty part between my thumb and first finger, and couldn’t remember hurting myself.

Tonight, while I was at the gym and on the treadmill, with my hands swinging loose at my sides, the same hand hit the side-handles on the treadmill, and I immediately thought, “Oh, that’s where I got that bruise from.”

One day soon, I will be a lot less wide, and therefore a lot less able to smack my hand off the handles.

Until then, I will just have to deal with the bruises.)

 


 

On a minor tangent: another reason to give myself credit. Yesterday, I bought Final Fantasy XIII for the PS3, and I haven’t even sat down to play it yet.

If it had come out a month and change ago, I’d probably be hours into it already. Instead, I spent time in the gym, and spent time with my little sister.

I’m sort of proud about that.

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The Beck Diet Solution: Week One, Day Three: Eat While Sitting Down

Today’s Beck Diet Solution assignment is to, as the title suggest, eat everything while you’re sitting down, to make yourself more aware of everything you’re eating when you’re not sitting down.

Things like: picking up testing samples while you’re out in the supermarket; eating a chocolate bar while walking through town; taking little tastes while you’re cooking (which I don’t think should count, because you should taste-test while cooking) and such things.

Now, this one I already have in the bag, because I tend to sit down while I’m eating. I tend to sit down whenever I have the chance, to be perfectly honest. Even when I bought marzipan bars from Thornton’s yesterday, I took a seat outside the mall to eat it.

When I eat my dinner or lunch, I’m either sitting in a café, at my computer, or at the dining room table. When I eat breakfast, I’m usually at my computer desk.

So this one’s easy.

But, to commit it in writing:

When I feel like eating standing up, I’m going to: sit down, or not eat at all.

I’m going to remind myself to sit down when I eat by: remembering that I am committing to this in writing.

(The page continues by saying: Once I accept the fact that I have to eat everything sitting down, dieting will be easier.)


 

I’m very excited about this coming spring! ASDA were actually selling kits for growing your own tomatoes, and growing your own chillies.

So I got one of each!

This will be the first time I have actually planted vegetables. I bought a lot of seeds last spring, but we decided to move to Scotland, and I have no idea where the seeds have actually gotten to.

Then, when I was in ASDA tonight, I also noticed that they’ve got all their seed-planting kits and compost and stuff, and their seeds are on 3 for £4. I got onions, sweet peppers, and winter squash, which I think is actually a butternut squash, although, according to Wikipedia, there are a few varieties of Winter Squash.

Then, there are these lovely little kits to grow three different vegetables: I bought two. One grows cherry tomatoes, pumpkins, and lettuce; the others, sweetcorn, sweet pepper and courgette.

I’m going to wait until April to plant them all – this is the latest and earliest that you can plant them all, a great average, really – and then they should mostly all be ready by the end of the summer.

I’m really excited about growing the pumpkins, sweetcorn and butternut squash, to be honest, because they’re three of my favourite vegetables. Fingers crossed that they all turn out okay!

I’ll keep y’all updated on them. :) You’ll probably all hear me squealing with delight if/when the shoots start showing up.

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The Beck Diet Solution: Week One, Day Two: Choose Two Reasonable Diets

So, day two of The Beck Diet Solution asks you to choose two “reasonable” diets: your main diet plan, and one backup, in case the first one fails for whatever reason.

Now, tonight, I went and rejoined Weight Watchers (oh god, the difference between the scales at Boots and the scales at Weight Watchers is huuuuuge, like, 5lbs) and so I already have my main diet and my backup diet readymade for me:

Main Diet:
Simply Filling, formerly known as Core Plan, formerly formerly known as No Count. This is the plan that worked best for me, the plan that I lost more than 50lbs on (and subsequently gained back, plus more, when I stopped following it) when I was a WW member over in Ireland.

Backup Diet:
The Discover Plan, formerly known as The Points Plan (although it’s possible that it IS still known as The Points Plan, when separated from Simply Filling.

Anyway. Assuming that all the foods on Simply Filling plan are the same as on The Core Plan, it’ll be a breeze to follow – I’ll find the list on the Weight Watchers eSource and check the foods list later – and now that I’m actually accountable to lose weight at my meetings, it’ll be easier to actually follow the plan instead of willfully deviating from it.

Besides which, I had my Last Meal Of The Condemned Woman tonight – Pizza Hut pizza, pepperoni and red onion Italian base, chicken strips, garlic bread and cheesecake with mango sorbet and coconut ice cream – and it’s just so much easier when I have to attend my meeting, but I did, literally, say to my leader that I was going to have pizza tonight, and she said that was fine, that we shouldn’t start Tracking until tomorrow anyway, and when I mentioned the Core Plan, she pointed me to Simply Filling, and that was perfectly okay with her!

So yes. I have my two diet plans, and I know you’re not supposed to start your diet until two weeks from now, but I couldn’t wait – shouldn’t wait – any longer, because I need this now.


Detox continues – I’m onto day 5 now, so I’m only taking three shots of the detox in my drink now, and that’ll continue for another two days, when I’ll switch down to two shots for two days, and one shot on the last day.

I’m not entirely sure about the Coconut Oil detox, even although I HAVE the coconut oil to do it. I actually tasted it last night, and it’s just like… eww. Coconut-flavoured olive oil or something. Rather disgusting.

But we will see.

I think that’s becoming my motto:

We’ll see.

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