As I only really started looking at my diet and focusing solely on cardio within the last two weeks, I wasn’t expecting a great deal of change on the Boditrax scales, I was hoping for it, but not expecting it.
Last night I found the following…
Weight dropped from 16st 13lb to 16st 6lb
BMI dropped from 36.8 to 35.7
2lb loss in muscle
5lb loss of fat
Degree of Obesity dropped from 67.5% to 62.4%
Below are some pictures showing my current body composition, the all yellow is muscle composition and the yellow and red is fat composition. I’ll be looking forward to seeing how this changes over time.
It’s been a few days since I posted as not much has happened really. Exercise has been going well, food consumption has been monitored and kept within budget and my weight has dropped by a further 1.8 lbs. I’m not disappointed with this, as they say “A loss is a loss” but in all honesty, I was hoping for a little more. Weekends are definitely not my friend though, and annoyingly enough, two out of three weekends will remain out of my control with regards to what is cooked and how. I’m just going to have to work harder on portion control and resisting snacks on those days.
Tonight at the gym it’s Boditrax night. I’m anxious to see what the results on there are as it’s been two weeks of doing pure cardio and I’m wondering just how much of a difference it, along with monitored eating, has made.
In other news, my daughters school year is wrapping up tomorrow and we are quite excited for the six weeks summer holiday. Soph (that’s my daughter) is also looking forward to pick-up tonight as we are taking in presents for her teachers – she loves to give gifts so I can’t wait to see her face when she hands them out this afternoon. Tomorrow is also a non-uniform day and they are the best kind of school days for her … four year old’s are impressed by the simplest of things!
So a bit of history is probably the way to start this blog off. This could go on for a while so I’ll aim to keep it short and sweet.
My hubby and I met when I started temping at the company that he worked for. We started chatting, moved on to dating, bought a house together, got hitched in Vegas …
and started to try for a baby.
Sadly the trying for a baby thing wasn’t as easy as we hoped it would be, my periods were all over the place, I wasn’t ovulating and it just wasn’t happening for us so we went to the doctor to see what was what. After a few tests I was diagnosed with “unexplained infertility” and sent to see a fertility specialist at the hospital. More tests were performed and the specialist I saw decided that I’d need Clomid and Provera to start our medically assisted baby making journey. I was prescribed a years worth of medication but when I went to the pharmacy to get my pills they refused to give them to me because of the length of the prescription.
We then headed back to our GP who assessed the matter, gave me a revised prescription for three months and told me to book another appointment for a couple of months down the line. The first month passed and I began to ovulate but we didn’t manage to conceive, the second month came and again, I ovulated but didn’t conceive. Now it was time to head back to the GP. He told me that as we hadn’t conceived that we were being referred to the IVF clinic and that I wasn’t to bother taking the last months worth of Clomid. My hubby and mum both told me to take the meds that I had left, so like the good wife and daughter (and bad patient) that I am, I took the tablets that I had left and attended my appointment with the IVF team.
At the appointment we were told that my hubby would need to provide a semen sample for analysis and that I’d need a HSG before we could progress so everything was booked in and the wait began. The day of the HSG test came and before the test could be run a pregnancy test would need to be done to make sure that I wasn’t pregnant as this test would not be administered if I was. Imagine our shock when the test came back positive! The last months worth of Clomid, some charting, OPK’s, Preseed and good ol’ nookie created our amazing, perfect little girl. She’s my everything and I love her more than I can explain.
So why do you want another child? I hear you ask – well I always pictured myself having two or three kiddies and my daughter has also said that she would love a sister … a brother is acceptable and she’d love him just as much but a sister is her preference.
Fast forward to now and I am not ovulating again, I went back to a GP who referred me straight up to the hospital. I finally had a HSG done and all was well and after further testing my diagnosis of “unexplained infertility” morphed into “low ovarian reserve”. The specialist told me that she would be willing to provide me with Clomid and Provera again but only when I got my BMI down to 30 or less. I’m currently at 37 and need to lose around 45lbs. I have now been discharged from her care until I can manage my weight.
I’ve joined a gym and now use Boditrax to monitor my body but so far any fat that I have lost has been gained back in muscle.
I’ve since been back to the GP who has given me strict instructions to only focus on cardio even when I’ve been told that I need to build muscle to then burn more fat and to skip carbs after 6pm. I don’t know how well I’ll do on the cutting out of the carbs but I’ll definitely be calorie counting and portion controlling in an attempt to lose the weight that I need to and more.
So that’s where I’m at right now, lets see where I end up!