A few months ago, I committed myself to losing weight. Like many, I’d put on the COVID 20 (probably a few more). I’d been working from home. Rarely leaving. Eating full meals every day as if I was leading an active lifestyle.
Well, I wasn’t. Not even close. I needed to do something.
So I started losing some weight, then we took a bunch of vacations and I was right back where I started.
Nothing fit correctly. I wasn’t happy with how I felt or looked. Sure, I’d bought a bikes, one recumbent stationary, and one regular bike. But I hadn’t used them with any frequency.
If there’s one thing you take away from all my blogging I’ve been doing since the start of this year, take away this.
Once all the vacations were over, I had the time to get on that recumbent bike. No excuses. 1 hour, every day. I tried for the morning, but getting up super early with the Mrs doesn’t work for me. I’m a morning person, but not a 4am person. So I do my workouts as soon as I’m done with work.
It’s working for me. I’m enjoying that hour and watch some videos, TV shows, or movies (I’m about halfway through The Matrix right now). It’s a good hour. I work up a sweat. Take a shower, spend some time with the Mrs watching a little TV, and start the cycle over again.
I’ve also been more diligent about what I’m eating. I want to lose weight. So I put less food in my mouth. What I’m trying to do and getting better at it, is have fruit for breakfast, a good lunch, a snack, and a smoothie and popcorn for dinner. I’m not weighed down by all the food I eat any longer. I feel so much better. Yes, I’m still doing my best to stay full vegan, but every once in a while, Taco Bell calls my name and I need me some bean burritos and a black bean crunch wrap supreme.
For the most part, I’m sticking to my diet. It’s not always easy. I want to go buy donuts. I’d like to grab a snickers at the checkout stand. Oh! I need some Ben and Jerrys!
Just not yet. I’m using all my willpower to not do that. Knowing that I’m doing the best with my weight loss than I’ve done in a very long time. Honestly, I’d almost given up even trying and sticking to what I was doing. I didn’t break.
When I started this journey, my goal was to get back down to 200 pounds. That’s a doable target. Except when I weighed 248 pounds, it looked like it was forever away. I would never get there. Losing 1 or 2 pounds a week? I didn’t want to spend a year working hard and taking forever to get to that far, distant goal. I didn’t This is why it was far too easy to put the weight back on once I’d started losing it.
I’d dropped 10 pounds before all the vacations and fell pretty good, but it all came back so fast. I was over 250 when all was said and done. I felt defeated. I’d lost. I didn’t want to start all over again. I really didn’t. I just wanted to eat and throw up my hands and say, “This is me. I’m fat.”
I did get back on the bike.
I did get back on my diet.
I’ve worked very hard to stay on this diet. Yes, I’ll have a meal out now and again. I’ll have a vegan shake from Plant Power (OMFG! They’ve got Apple Pie and Pumpkin Pie shakes!). I’m not going to stop enjoying sweets. Once in a while. I won’t go back to having two or three pints of ice cream a week. I won’t eat cookies just because they’re there. I won’t pick up a treat at the grocery story just because I went to the store and it’s my treat and they sit there at the counter calling to me.
Right now, I’m down to 224. This is the first time in a VERY long time I’ve been under 225. I’m half way to my goal. Yes, it’s taking longer than expected. Yes, it’s hard at times. Nothing worth having is easy to obtain. Now that I’ve crossed the halfway point, I don’t see myself stopping until I’ve achieved my goal. It’s nearing time for me to stop with 100% cardio and mix in some weight training as well. That’s the next step in my journey.
Until Next Time!
From 263 to 193: What these numbers mean to me.
Our lives are filled with numbers. Some good, some bad. 42, for example, is a great number. 263, for me, is a very bad number. It’s a number I’ve wanted to change for quite some time. And, I have. 247 is another bad number and we’ll talk about that one in a minute as well.
My LDL Cholesterol (That’s the bad one) has been at 263 for several years. At 264 doctors usually put you on medication, so I’ve been borderline for a while now. I knew I needed to do something, it was just a matter of literally getting up off my duff and doing something.
So I started walking off and on over the past couple of years .Never enough as my levels never really changed. Last year when I went to the doc, my cholesterol was still the same and I weighed 247 pounds. I didn’t feel great, but I didn’t feel awful either. I had been heavier, but I figured I’d never get there again. I just wouldn’t. How could I allow myself to get back up to 260? Wasn’t going to happen. All I had to do was eat less, right?
Well, turns out I needed to do a little more than that. If you’ve read this blog for any length of time, you know my favorite daughter has been trying to get the wife and I on a more vegetarian diet (and closer to vegan). I honestly thought this would be more difficult. I really did. I’ll go more into my meatless adventures in future posts.
So I’ve been eating a lot more salads, drinking a lot of smoothies (both green and fruit), and I’ve almost completely eliminated meat and dairy from my diet. I’m still trying to walk, but that doesn’t happen as often as I would like. Hopefully that’ll change in the near future as well.
So since sometime in January I’ve been on my new diet. I don’t mind. I honestly don’t. I’m still eating as much food as I want. I like to eat. I really do. But I’m never hungry even with eating a mostly plant-based diet. I also drink a lot more water than I had been.
My weight, by just changing my diet alone, has dropped from 247 to 230. My size 36 shorts fit again and I’m not popping buttons!
I had an appointment with the doc and said she’d call only if she needed to discuss anything. Well, she called. It was to inform me that my LDL Cholesterol was currently at 193 (down from 263) and to keep on doing whatever it was I was doing and come back in a couple months for another checkup.
Color me surprised. I was not prepared for that! I figured it’d have some health benefits, but wow.
Another thing I’ve noticed, and this surprised me even more, is that every day I would take an allergy pill. EVERY DAY! Even with taking the pills, if it would hint at raining, I’d be stuffed up. If the wind blew the wrong way, I’d be stuffed up. I’ve had sinus issues ever since I was a little kid and just figured I’d have them for the rest of my life.
Well, I don’t have those issues any more. I haven’t taken a sinus pill in 3 months and haven’t had a sneezing attack, sinus migraine, or anything else I used to get on a regular basis. This, by far, has made me happier than anything. You can’t imagine what it’s like to wake up and actually breathe through my nose. To not have to worry if I have enough Kleenex or tissue around to keep cleaning my nose. To not have to take pills to control these things. It’s freeing in so many ways.
I will be keeping you up to date on my progress. It’s an interesting journey thus far and I’d like to see what happens next. To think, I have my favorite daughter to thank for pushing me in this direction. Maybe I should listen to her more often. Hmmm…
Until Next Time!