Holly Sue - end of week 2 - woobididoo!

I figured I'd post a quick blog-a-doodle-dandy right now, even though I'm going to be weighed in a few hours.

Week one seemed really easy, naturally, because of the novelty of changing up my lifestyle. By lifestyle changes I mean changing what I eat, how much I eat, and how often I eat. Nothing else has really changed much. My goal at the moment: small meals 5 times a day to teach my body that it will never have to worry again about whether or not I'm going to feed it.

Ever since I was 18 I've eaten out at restaurants for literally every meal. I've lived on my own and worked a whole lot, and so it simply was the most time-efficient way to eat. And I never got the salads with dressing on the side. I'm a blue-bacon burger with cheese fries and special dipping sauce kind of girl. Mmmmm.... Remarkably, eating this way for 7 years only made me gain about 60 lbs. I would generally eat 1 to 2 large, super-sized meals each day.

With that, I've always been an on-and-off exerciser. I've always loved running, and have recently learned to bike and swim for the sake of participating in triathlons. Over the past 7 years, I would say that I worked out regularly for a total of about 36 months, split in to 2-3 month blocks. So I'd run every day for three months, get discouraged, and do nothing for four months. Then take cycling classes at the gym for two months, get discouraged, and do nothing for three months, etc etc.

Up until this point in my life, I have never, ever, ever lost any weight. My body has never shown me a capability to lose weight. Just a little climb of 20 lbs, and then a plateau for a year. Then next year a gradual gain of 15 lbs, then a plateau. It has been very discouraging when I've tried to live a healthier lifestyle, yet consistently find myself at the same weight or higher.

Upon starting this O3 journey, I have been exercising vigorously for 7 months, at least 5 days a week. This year alone I have competed in 2 triathlons (sprints). I intend to complete 1 or 2 more and to run my first marathon. Boy, would I love to be carrying around fewer lbs in these events.

Ok, so enough history. Week one, piece of cake. I weighed in at my first meeting with Jess (personal trainer) at 194. After 1 week I was at 188.5. Let me remind you: 7 months of working out and I never lost more than 2 lbs (I wavered between 192 and 196).

One week of shifting my eating and I lost 5.5 lbs.

Week 2 on the other hand ...

So I don't know where I'm at yet, but this week was a little trickier. First off, I went on a family vacation. It was kind of crappy sitting next to my sister as she prepared hot dogs, nachos, and ramen noodles for her kids, and I was eating protien bars, boiled eggs, bananas and cucumbers. I could have eaten other things, but then I would have had to pack and prepare them and that was kind of a pain.

Then at my store we held a Metaphysical Fair for two days, where I was in a conference room for 12 hours straight on each day doing Tarot readings for people. Non-stop. Not only was I doing the readings, but my sister and I were acutally running the event, so I had to be there early in the morning and get home late in the evening. It meant preparing 4 lunches and packing them, both mornings, and telling people to hang on and wait for their reading while I snuck out and scarfed down a semi-soggy wrap. Ha ha. Ok, ok I'm dramatizing it a little bit.

The biggest thing this week so far has been that I'm getting bored of eating the same stuff over and over. And I have every liberty to be creative with what I'm eating, I'm just lazy so I haven't been yet.

Yesterday I made a huge and killer pasta salad that I'll eat for lunch for the next three days. I knew it was going to be super yummy and the problem is that I made it too fast, and had to wait a few hours before lunchtime to eat it. I tried to keep busy so I didn't think about it, but I really, really wanted to just eat it right then, and eat lots and lots of it. It's times like this that the Form pill comes in handy. It wasn't that I was hungry, it was a case of "excitement-meets-boredom" and I simply wanted to enjoy some good food because it was just sitting there waiting for me. Ah, crap, see now it's only 11 and just talking about it in this blog is making my stomach say, "Must ... have ... lunch ... nowwwww! Mmmmm pasta salad...."

I'll check back after I've weighed in today with Jess and gotten his feedback on my progress. Woot!