but, I need to lose some weight. 30 pounds, to be exact.
Enormous frustration and lots of feelings here. I’m still trying to process everything. Yes, I know I’m overweight. Yes, I’ve been taking measures to rectify this. Yes, I intended to post about it, but I already feel like I’m out of the place that brought me here. I’m just catching my breath.
I like to take my time doing things. It took me nearly three years to gain 20 of those 30. I haven’t been me minus 30 in about 10 years, and frankly, I thought I looked skeletal at that weight. It’s intimidating as… something really intimidating.
Bad things happen, and sometimes, when they do, people eat poorly. I’ve since lost 10 pounds, and I was really proud of that. I don’t look all that bad- just a little curvier than my former self, and I was trying to do the self-acceptance thing whilst making some healthy changes.
I was nearly vegan once, and really happy with my weight and level of activity. But, circumstances changed, necessitating a change in diet. Then, new allergies joined the club. So, vegetarianism it was. I always saw it as an intermediate step, until I was able to change a few key things that would get me back on track. Meanwhile, the bad things got worse, french fries & poptarts became staples, and I became sedentary. After the storm subsided, I started working on revamping my healthier habits, with some much-needed encouragement. And it’s been good. I found a side of my self I never would have discovered otherwise.
So… you see why I thought I was ok. Not amazing, but ok.
I’m still sedentary as I gather my strength. I’m now in the gap between a yoga class ending, and places opening up for the summer. I like activities. I do not like walking pointlessly. So, guess which activity the nutritionist recommended. Walking… because I’ve been sedentary for so long that I need to start slowly. Yuck! Really? I was the girl who rode the exercise bike multiple times a day, who needed to buy 8 pound weights because the 5s weren’t enough, who rollerbladed just for kicks. And now, it’s walking. Pointlessly.
So, I need to come to terms with this, and step out of my comfort zone in more ways than one. As I suspected, my carb and protein counts need to be switched. I need to try a couple of foods I’m not really into, because my proteins are far too low. She actually proposed an omnivorous diet at first, but no. Not unless there’s no other option for my survival, and there are still options available.
To the journey!