I appreciate all the love ya'll gave me on Shelley's post about me being her personal Dolvett aka Dolvelen. But here's the real truth to our Best Internet Friendship (BIF): while we are very much alike in many ways - actually in most ways, we are quite different when it comes to food and exercise.
Shelley has often described herself as 'lazy' to me when it comes to exercise. While she loves it and what it does for her body, she finds it quite easy to set aside and actually get out of the habit of doing. I have actually been called Crazy Running Woman, Exercise Queen, and the not quite accurate Athletic.
I have a love for food that I am not sure there are words to describe accurately. I love everything about it: the aromas, the textures, the nutrition and the sensual pleasure of it. I love to work with it and create fabulous meals. Cooking is something I do for stress release. I literally run for food. Shelley, whose husband travels a lot, could eat Fage with granola on it three times a day with a couple hard boiled eggs thrown in for good measure, for weeks on end and not. even. blink. Whaaaaaat?
In other words, we complement each other in our areas of weakness - a true case of opposites attract - perfect healthy lifestyle BIFs!
So while I may be Dolvelen, when it comes to me and eating and dieting, innocent little Shelley turns into
Today is the day I have my big doctor's appointment. The ONE. The one I've been dreading and looking forward to all at the same time. I'm not exactly sure that 4:10 eastern standard time can get here fast enough. At the same time, I'm frustrated with myself. When I started the Zero Excuses challenge back in November (remember Shellian is the one who said I should do it - insisted I do it!), I had an unspoken mini goal of 20 pounds lost by this appointment... and I did not make it. Here's my latest weigh-in (and yes I realize I haven't been feeling well but that's not acceptable as an excuse!):
Side note: Mr. Helen was sweet enough to point out that by the time I'm weighed on the doctor's scale, it may in fact be 20 lbs. He also thinks that since I'll find out my real weight, I should consider the weight loss from when I last found out my real weight. As he pointed out I was so freaked out by that weight I may have lost some prior to the Zero Excuses Challenge starting.
While I continue to practice the Zero Excuses life I started back in November, there is an explanation for why I didn't make the 20. I chose not to weigh myself on December 31st. I knew from the sheer volume of wine I'd had between Christmas Eve and that day, it probably would not be pretty. Not that I drank excessively, but two glasses of wine every couple of days when I hadn't been partaking much at all would definitely show. Not to mention all the extra food goodies involved in the family gatherings. That week between Christmas and New Year's was such an aberration from my usual life I decided to treat it like a vacation week and skip the weigh in.
As is demonstrated in the photos above, with the Zero Scale when you weigh yourself, you get your loss from the last time you weighed and you get your total lost. When those numbers popped up on my January 7th weigh in, I ended up at exactly the same point I was on December 24th. I gained and lost the same 1.8 lbs during that two weeks. My next weigh-ins were losses of 1.6 on January 14, .6 on January 21 and 2.6 on January 28.
I've always felt January to be a sluggish month and it showed in my weight loss as well. 4.8 lbs. in a month is nothing to sneeze at but is still only about half the amount I was losing prior. I'm sure I know why.
I know that hard-core Paleo is not how I want to eat forever. I've been doing some research and found that there are different variations of Paleo out there. I started adding some reduced fat cheeses and went back to using some real reduced fat milks (aka Lacto-Paleo). I also added in some beans and an occasional serving of brown rice (Beano-Paleo? Graino-Paleo?). Honestly that's very close the the low-glycemic eating where I think I'll end up. I suppose I knew my weight loss would change with that, still it's weird to see it happen.
Thoughts about it all have been running non-stop through my head for the last couple of weeks... and then I booked our anniversary trip. Suddenly I was presented with a hard-core date of when I'll be on a beach in a bathing suit. It doesn't seem that far off. Now my pea brain was screaming "diet hard? or lose slower?" over and over. Frustrating.
In the course of our daily communications Shelley and I conversed about all this. I won't repeat it all here but suffice it to say, Shelley 'listened' to everything I said which basically was "I need to learn how to eat the things I'll eat in maintenance. I don't WANT to diet!" With no warning, Shellian appeared and said:
"Will you be able to live with WL slowing drastically? Especially since you just booked your trip to the beach? What about cycling 3 weeks dieting and one week maintenance? That would get you there and keep your body confused enough to keep losing."
Gah! Does the woman have to be so logical? Does she have to show me I can have my cake and eat it too? Doesn't she know how much I love food? (Of course she does which is why she responded that way.)
So now unless I do something like that I'll have Shellian on my shoulder holding a bikini and haunting me with her nonchalant food attitude. Not to mention that I really should listen to my BIF, who has lost 100 pounds and maintained that. She probably knows something about eating and losing weight.