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The Reduction Diaries
The diaries of a woman shedding 57% of her body weight by December 24, 2006. She'll also be shedding clutter, bad habits, toxic people, and probably a few tears along the way.Age: 30 Height: 5'9 Starting Weight: 381 LBS Goal Weight: 165 LBS Total Planned Loss: 216 LBS
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Exercise Goal: To be walking 65 Minutes a day by December 1, 2005 Current Exercise: Trying To Walk 15 Minutes A Day E-mail: thereductiondiaries at gmail dot com |
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Monday, May 02, 2005
Renewed Commitments Things are very different this spring. I have renewed my commitment to my health and my life. And I'm actually embarrassed to tell you the real reasons. But I will. One reason is because my husband got serious about his weight. Isn't that awful? Such a cop-out. But seriously... he keeps a food journal, writes down the nutrition information for everything he eats, and this spring he joined not one, but two softball teams. And he actually goes to the games and practices. He's lost well over 30 pounds since he started all this back in January or February. Back then, he persuaded me to let him write down everything I ate. Oh, cripes how much I hated the end of the day when he gets that flaming notebook out and asks me to list my intake. But he never, ever judged me, never acted shocked or horrified, just calmly wrote it all down. After a few weeks, I started to get curious about how many calories on average I was consuming. Some of the answers just floored me. Which is stupid, really.. I mean, how many calories did I think it took to maintain a weight of 300+ pounds? Honestly. But that was/is the catalyst. I am starting to "see" it. When I sit down to eat an entire family-sized bag of Miss Vickie's Potato Chips, I'm struck by the curiosity to look at the sheer number of calories I'm about to ingest and let me tell you - it is sobering. Another thing my husband has helped me with. Portion control. Lest anyone think I have somehow managed to conquer my love of Miss Vickie's (hah!), I should mention that I haven't... far from it. The difference is, he sits there and divides the bag into four equal portions, and seals them up "for later". For later. A concept with which I have never been acquainted in regards to food. Until now. But the key thing here, for any frustrated husbands who might be reading this... he did all of this without a shred of judgment. I told him I wanted to get more serious about losing weight, and he started doing research to help arm me with facts. He did not, I repeat NOT, remind me with every mouthful just how many calories I was shovelling down my throat. He didn't even remind me when I decided that one portion simply wasn't enough and wound up eating the whole bag after all. Which happened several times. Still does once in a while. If I asked, he was ready with the information. If I asked him to hide food from me, he did. He also gave it to me when I broke down. That's if I even knew it was in the house, though. ;-) Support is the key. He also goes for walks with me when I've left it too late at night to feel comfortable going out alone. He goes with me when I'm lonely. He expresses his fears and frustrations about my health in loving, calm ways, and shuts up on those days I'm not ready to hear them. Most of the time, anyway. He's human after all. The other reason is... I'm turning 30 this summer. Thirty. Three-OHMYGOD! We want a family before I'm 35. Suddenly, the future is here, someday is now, and I'm ready. Let The Reduction Begin! |