WEEK 4 - COMING TO TERMS WITH REALITY
So week 4. Wow. The last 4 weeks seem to have dragged, I feel like I've been battling this new lifestyle for much longer than nearly a month lol.
Again, I have been overwhelmed with support and encouragement and empathy and understanding. I am truly honoured when people tell me that they can relate to thoughts, feelings and situations and it empowers me to continue to bring a voice to my journey with truthful encounters.
So I started the week full of enthusiasm, energy and positive thinking! I started putting actual thought into schedules, timing, planning and organisation. My weekly meal plan was done (in my head obviously in case there was some catastrophic event which meant that there was no way that I could possibly fit kale into my perfectly worked out plans or every supermarket had ran out of wholegrain rice – or other cardboard tasting goodness!) I was even finally going to unbox the kettlebells! 😮 And then I felt it, and pretty much all my plans and enthusiasm were washed down the drain with the rainfall. THE COLD!
I've always suspected that I suffer from S.A.D but there's something about the cold, grey dankness of autumn/ winter that freezes every bit of energy or motivation I have and preserves it until springtime when it finally thaws. Does anyone else find that the cold can just halt your plans? That even knowing if I were to do some exercise it would warm me up and release all those feel- good hormones just couldn't peak my interest.
Unfortunately, I just couldn't get my mojo back after that. I still maintained the changes that I've already made, lemon water every morning, water in place of fizzy drinks, more fruit and veg and generally better choices and thought going into what I'm eating. But I didn't prep or cook a single meal. Didn't make any new changes. Definitely didn't start any exercise and didn't do anything that I know I need to do in order to make this lifestyle work for me.
And then I got to thinking – in all my non-prepping/cooking free time - I really need to change my mind-set about this journey. I have to stop thinking about it in a negative way because that will only continue to hinder my progress. I need to stop seeing myself as being on a ‘diet' or ‘healthy eating campaign’. Thinking in those terms, for me, is not helpful. This isn't a diet, this is how it should always have been. My purpose in life was never to feed Mr Kipling's bank account, or help McDonald's become the biggest fast food chain. These companies are designed to fail us, designed to make us consume things that our bodies didn't want or need. We don't put the wrong fuel in our cars (well, not often or deliberately 😂) and we certainly don't put in more than what's required, so why do we do it to ourselves? We live in a world where everyone wants us to fail and then had to create a ‘health industry' to combat the damage. Either way, we spend hard earned money, giving our bodies things that they should never have needed in the first place.
I constantly surround myself with information, I've added an unnecessary amount of ‘experts' to all my social media accounts in the hope of unlearning all the bad habits I've developed and trying to learn the correct way to fuel and look after my body. Afterall, healthy body = healthy mind (I actually think it's supposed to be the other way around lol but you get my point). Everything's connected, I need to think right to eat right and live right. So now I'm always surrounded by references to macros, micros and a whole host of other vocabulary that I don't fully understand. The only thing I do know – thanks to my Fitbit – is that I eat too many carbs, not enough proteins and need to switch the ratio of my healthy and unhealthy fats. That's a goal for the coming week!
It hasn't all been doom and gloom though lol, non scale victories are that I got my Fitbit green screen twice this week – after more pre-midnight stair stomping. I was told I'd lost weight in my face, I'm hoping I've lost it from other places too but I'll take what I can get! And I ordered a diet coke with my Indian takeaway lol, now I know that this doesn't seem like a victory, but considering that there are 139 calories in a can of coke and less than 1 in a diet coke, I'm going to have that as a win! 😜
So weigh day. I'm a realist, I knew it wouldn't be great but at the same time, I knew that still having cut out a lot of crap and trying to be minimally mindful I probably would have a small loss (plus seeing on the Fitbit app that each day I used more calories than I consumed). Therefore I was happy with the 3lb loss for the week but now I know that having lost over a stone I really do need to make excerise a priority so that I can limit the excess skin I know that I'll be left with and really push that calorie deficit.
Onwards, upwards and downwards 😊. I can do this, you can do this, we can do this. As always, let me know what you think, and any feedback and advice. Trust me, I need and appreciate it all!
Success is relative. It is what we make of the mess we have made of things. – T.S.Elliot
Again, I have been overwhelmed with support and encouragement and empathy and understanding. I am truly honoured when people tell me that they can relate to thoughts, feelings and situations and it empowers me to continue to bring a voice to my journey with truthful encounters.
So I started the week full of enthusiasm, energy and positive thinking! I started putting actual thought into schedules, timing, planning and organisation. My weekly meal plan was done (in my head obviously in case there was some catastrophic event which meant that there was no way that I could possibly fit kale into my perfectly worked out plans or every supermarket had ran out of wholegrain rice – or other cardboard tasting goodness!) I was even finally going to unbox the kettlebells! 😮 And then I felt it, and pretty much all my plans and enthusiasm were washed down the drain with the rainfall. THE COLD!
I've always suspected that I suffer from S.A.D but there's something about the cold, grey dankness of autumn/ winter that freezes every bit of energy or motivation I have and preserves it until springtime when it finally thaws. Does anyone else find that the cold can just halt your plans? That even knowing if I were to do some exercise it would warm me up and release all those feel- good hormones just couldn't peak my interest.
Unfortunately, I just couldn't get my mojo back after that. I still maintained the changes that I've already made, lemon water every morning, water in place of fizzy drinks, more fruit and veg and generally better choices and thought going into what I'm eating. But I didn't prep or cook a single meal. Didn't make any new changes. Definitely didn't start any exercise and didn't do anything that I know I need to do in order to make this lifestyle work for me.
And then I got to thinking – in all my non-prepping/cooking free time - I really need to change my mind-set about this journey. I have to stop thinking about it in a negative way because that will only continue to hinder my progress. I need to stop seeing myself as being on a ‘diet' or ‘healthy eating campaign’. Thinking in those terms, for me, is not helpful. This isn't a diet, this is how it should always have been. My purpose in life was never to feed Mr Kipling's bank account, or help McDonald's become the biggest fast food chain. These companies are designed to fail us, designed to make us consume things that our bodies didn't want or need. We don't put the wrong fuel in our cars (well, not often or deliberately 😂) and we certainly don't put in more than what's required, so why do we do it to ourselves? We live in a world where everyone wants us to fail and then had to create a ‘health industry' to combat the damage. Either way, we spend hard earned money, giving our bodies things that they should never have needed in the first place.
I constantly surround myself with information, I've added an unnecessary amount of ‘experts' to all my social media accounts in the hope of unlearning all the bad habits I've developed and trying to learn the correct way to fuel and look after my body. Afterall, healthy body = healthy mind (I actually think it's supposed to be the other way around lol but you get my point). Everything's connected, I need to think right to eat right and live right. So now I'm always surrounded by references to macros, micros and a whole host of other vocabulary that I don't fully understand. The only thing I do know – thanks to my Fitbit – is that I eat too many carbs, not enough proteins and need to switch the ratio of my healthy and unhealthy fats. That's a goal for the coming week!
It hasn't all been doom and gloom though lol, non scale victories are that I got my Fitbit green screen twice this week – after more pre-midnight stair stomping. I was told I'd lost weight in my face, I'm hoping I've lost it from other places too but I'll take what I can get! And I ordered a diet coke with my Indian takeaway lol, now I know that this doesn't seem like a victory, but considering that there are 139 calories in a can of coke and less than 1 in a diet coke, I'm going to have that as a win! 😜
So weigh day. I'm a realist, I knew it wouldn't be great but at the same time, I knew that still having cut out a lot of crap and trying to be minimally mindful I probably would have a small loss (plus seeing on the Fitbit app that each day I used more calories than I consumed). Therefore I was happy with the 3lb loss for the week but now I know that having lost over a stone I really do need to make excerise a priority so that I can limit the excess skin I know that I'll be left with and really push that calorie deficit.
Onwards, upwards and downwards 😊. I can do this, you can do this, we can do this. As always, let me know what you think, and any feedback and advice. Trust me, I need and appreciate it all!
Success is relative. It is what we make of the mess we have made of things. – T.S.Elliot
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