Actions and reactions

Friday, September 23, 2011 Permalink

I’ve (not so) happily admitted that I’ve pretty much crashed and burned this week when it comes to this weight loss program. After a bit of upheaval last week (in my hometown, with my father hospitalised) I arrived back at my own place on Monday, with a week of holidays ahead of me. Although I was nervous about being at home ALL DAY and faced with temptation, I did think I’d settle into a routine and regain the motivation I had on the first round of the program. And… although I hadn’t been PERFECT while with my folks, I’d been weighing myself, exercising daily and basically kept within my calorie limit (albeit by substituting alcohol for food). As a result I returned to my place feeling a bit chuffed with a 2+kg weight loss over the first week of the program.

As I mentioned previously, once home I jumped on my scales to track my progress against the scales I was using at my mother’s and I was horrified to find that they were a couple of kilograms different! There I was thinking I was heading for a similar loss (2ish kgs) in my second week. Instead it appeared I hadn’t even lost as much as I thought I had in my first week.

"For every action there is an equal, and opposite, reaction".And how did I react?

Badly. Of course!

Rather than ‘dig deep’ or ‘knuckle down’ (or similar), I reacted in the way I’ve always done.  I threw my hands up in the air and thought, WTF! Why bother?

And while I haven’t binged in the way the ‘old’ me would have, I have eaten things I shouldn’t eat and have eaten more than I should eat. And now, after only four days of being back ‘home’ I feel like I’ve gone completely off the rails. I feel like I’ve thrown away the hard work I’ve done to date and that I’ve wasted this opportunity to finally get the life I want.

So… here I sit. Feeling (again!) like all is lost. Again, my all-or-nothing, black/white thinking and catastrophising has reared its ugly head. Because, although I feel as if I’ve gained the entire 20kg again and wrecked EVERYTHING, I’ve really only eaten crap over the last two days. Yes… I had chocolate on two occasions (and I mean 200g of chocolate both days) AND a bag of corn chips on one of those days. Plus some wine, plus two delicious dinners of fillet steak, fat-free baked potatoes and pepper sauce. So, there you have it. The evilness that has been me.

Last night my ‘monthly visitors’ arrived (sorry, am using those words so as not to scare the males reading this post!). And it occurred to me that my 400g weight gain (for the week) the day before may have been fluid retention. In true catastrophiser style however, I’d used the slight weight gain to justify my waning motivation and (essentially) toyed with the notion of giving up. “This program isn’t working for me anymore,” I was thinking. “I’m not ready,” I was thinking.

Attitude-1024x768eBut, had I NOT gone out and bought chocolate, corn chips and wine over the past two days, then today or tomorrow I may have been able to jump on the scales to an AWESOME result. Instead… I will now have to deal with the damage of the past two days and thousands of calories of chocolate, chips and alcohol. Who knows when my body and the scales to adjust to that!

But… even now I have to remind myself that it’s only been two days of serious waywardness. And, while out buying junk food, I did seriously ponder on the idea of having major blowouts (because in my world 200g of chocolate in a sitting ISN’T a major blowout), but I didn’t. And, although I thought about not exercising yesterday (it seemed pointless to burn a few hundred calories on the exercise bike, when I was about to inhale several thousand of them that evening) I DID get on the exercise bike and do my interval session.

So, my plan forward will be: exercise today. Then tomorrow (dum dum) I will weigh myself to see what damage these past two days have done – and I will hope that the damage is minimal and I can resurrect my efforts to date.

My father is currently being transferred to hospital here in Brisbane, so my mother will be with me for (some time) and can help keep me on the straight and narrow (I hope). Things will be frantic as I go back to work next week and try to provide my mother with support for her long days at the hospital with my father… so I will need to be strong and resolute and plan my days well. Hospital visits after a long day at work would provide ample excuses to not exercise, so I need to plan around that. Because that’s the last thing I need: more excuses!

  • J.
    September 23, 2011

    you can do it!!!!!!!!!!

    • rockafellaskank
      September 23, 2011

      Thanks. Had a good day (food-wise) today!

  • Karen@WaistingTime
    September 23, 2011

    Oh, as you might guess, I can very much relate. That black and white thinking kills me! I also play this “shoulda, woulda, coulda” game in my head when I look back and regret what I ate and think about what I COULD weigh today if not for the latest binge. Sigh.

    So, you and I need to just take this one day or meal or mouthful at a time and get on track and let the momentum build in the right direction again.

    • rockafellaskank
      September 24, 2011

      Karen, am definitely going to try the one day at a time approach for a while!

  • unreformed chocoholic
    September 25, 2011

    You seriously have to freeze some meals up before you go back to work, long days at work, worrying about dad, looking after mum. Freezing is your answer. I did that yesterday, made me feel powerful and committed.

    • rockafellaskank
      September 26, 2011

      Great idea Ruth. I also want to make up a batch of salads for lunch so I don’t have to think about what I’ll have each day. I had soup daily in winter, but it isn’t quite the weather now!


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