So that’s what I look like at 418lbs.
If you’ll notice, I’m almost the same width from the front as I am from the side. I’ll probably use that same door as proof or evidence or what-have-you as I lose weight, assuming I’m still living in this house when I hit any of my weight-loss goals, haha.
So anyway, it’s only been two days back on SparkPeople.com and I’ve done 10 minutes of their cardio jump start yesterday and today (technically, Sunday and Monday, since it’s Tuesday now), and my legs are really feeling it. It’s not even a great deal of exercise, but the important thing is: it’s more exercise than I’ve done, on purpose, in the past few weeks.
Yes, that’s all added together.
I’m also noticing that I’m already eating more, but making choices about what I’m eating – I was going to take just one slice of bread with my soup today, but thought, “No. If I don’t take two slices, then I’ll end up taking a packet of crisps, instead.”
I ended up taking three slices of bread (if nothing else, it was healthy brown bread with seeds and oats on it, and was lovely) with my soup, and the only snacky thing I ate today was a slice… or two… of my Mum’s Christmas Cake.
Now, I say a slice or two because you’re never really sure what a PORTION is for something that your mother bakes every year. Every year, my portion has been getting larger and larger, I think. She puts these little dots of icing around the outside, and I take two dots of icing. Since it’s rich fruit cake, it’s meant for things like wedding cake and Christmas cake, and it’s probably safe to say that a serving – a single portion – is supposed to be ONE icing dot, if even that.
But it is delicious.
It’s also all finished now! So it’s not like I can snack on it any more.
Anyway, I ran out of fruit, and the only fruit Mum has, because she hasn’t gone shopping yet, are Mac Red apples (which nauseate me – horrid, watery apples!) and bananas (which give me terrible wind, TMI fun!), so.
Yes, I should just be glad that that’s ALL I snacked on.
One thing I am contemplating, though, is… possible giving up sugar. I remember what the first week of South Beach was like, though, horrendous headaches and cravings, but it all worked out all right in the end… until I started eating carbs again.
It’s just something to think about.