Well Duhhh!

The more that I calorie count everything that I eat, the easier it is to see where and how I went wrong in the past.

I’ve created spreadsheets to track my weight loss and calorie consumption as I find this a handy way to compare days and keep track but what I’m amazed by is how quickly the numbers all add up.

Just today I sat eating lunch with my daughter and she didn’t want to finish the little bun that was on her plate … so I did. As soon as I ate it I went to my spreadsheet and added on 75 calories (75 … for half of a small fairy cake!!!! I won’t be getting her these again!) and made sure I had it covered in my daily allowance. But this got me to thinking, if I wasn’t tracking my calories then I’d probably have gone on to have a cake of my own too, I’d have finished her sandwich, I’d have eaten some crisps etc. The eating would have carried on and I’d have had no clue as to how far over for the day I was. I wouldn’t have even thought about it – it’s so easy! 

It was like the lightbulb above my head switched on and I realised just how badly I’d been eating in the past and just how that affected my waistline and weight … then I had the “Well Duhhh” moment. It’s just so glaringly obvious and I knew how poorly I was eating, I just suppose I never really wanted to stop before.

This spurred me on to have my best session at the gym to date. I was working harder, going faster and sweating more than I ever had and, for the first time in a long time, I felt insanely proud of myself.

Right now I’m riding a high and I reallllly hope it continues. 

In other news, today I purchased my second Christmas present of the year. This was for my hubby but I get to join in on the fun as we are going to see Gogol Bordello and Lucky Chops live. Squeeee! 

The best thing is that this gig isn’t until the middle of December so I can go on a shopping spree for an outfit to wear as I’ll have hopefully lost quite a bit of weight by then. I’m excited for this as I despise shopping right now, I hate having to rummage through clothing trying to find my size, or finding something in my size only to find that it looks like I’ve thrown an ill-fitting sack over my head. I can’t wait to be able to just walk up to a rack, grab something from the middle, try it on and be happy with how I look. That will be an epic day in my weight loss journey.

Right, well I’m off to read with the kiddies tomorrow for the last time this school year so I’m going to get some sleep. 

Sweet dreams, 

Deb x

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Weekend Stumbles

The weekend was always going to be a bit of a flop, we like to chill and see our family and there is always food and treats doing the rounds. I had already decided that I was going to behave as well as I could over the week so that if when I was bad over the weekend, I’d have a bit of a buffer.

So over the weekend I managed to put 1.2 lbs on and whilst that may seem high, I lost 4.2 lbs throughout the entire week which gives me a total of 4.6 lbs to lose now for the doctor in five weeks. I’m feeling much better about this now. It also leaves me with 92 lbs to go until I reach my overall goal and 9.8 lbs to go until I can get my first little tattoo reward!

I’m hoping that this weekend will be better but if I can replicate this week again then I’d be over the frackin’ moon!

As I was reading around some of the other blogs that I follow I came across a measurement post by Layers of Fat which reminded me that I was supposed to do the same so that I could see where and how my body changed throughout this journey of mine, so my numbers are currently as follows…

Bust: 110 cm

Chest: 100 cm

Waist: 104 cm

Hips: 116 cm

Thighs: 74 cm

Knees: 50 cm

Calves: 46 cm

Upper arm: 41 cm

Forearm: 28 cm

And thanks to this handy tool my shape is currently looking something like this…

If only my gut looked that smooth, it’s a saggy, flabby mess but maybe one day it won’t be too far off from this.

Right well that’s where I am today so lets see what this next week brings.

I’m off to the gym!

Deb x

The Date is Set…

For my next visit the my GP to check my weight and all of a sudden I’m nervous.

Every time I have tried to lose weight in the past I have struggled to see more than 1 lb lost in a week. When I see a pound of weight loss I find myself in this weird YAY but nay kind of place. I’m YAY because it’s a pound of weight lost, it’s what’s recommended and it should be easier to sustain losing at this rate … great! but then I’m nay because other people seem to have the weight drip from their bodies by doing the same kind of thing as me, so I get a little frustrated as to why I don’t ever see larger numbers like everyone else.

The thing that always annoys me though, is that in the past I have never seemed to be able to keep this sustainable 1 lb weight loss going. I tend to lose 1, gain a little, lose a little more, plateau, gain, lose etc. Now, I know that this has a lot to do with how I handle myself – I never really liked to exercise and my dedication was never at 100% but even when I did eat cleanly for a week, the scales would never seem to tick over in my favour. Eventually I/we got fed up and decided to chuck it in the fuck it bucket along with a large greasy pizza and a tub of ice cream … and the wheels of the wagon would fall right off.

This time however, I am counting every calorie and I’m working out at a gym. I’m really trying hard and I’m proud of myself but now the doubt sets in. I have six weeks to lose 9 lbs for the Dr. That gives me a loss of 1.5lbs a week – manageable right? But I have never been able to lose that number consistently, so now I’m worried that I won’t manage it and then on my appointment day he will just look at me, shake his head and tut. The worst thing about it is that we have a week-long holiday and our wedding anniversary between now and then – times when I know that I’m not going to be as good as I should be and that’s also a week without the gym!

When I weighed in this morning I found a loss of 0.2 lbs so that’s another little loss to add-on … YAY! but then I looked at it again and wondered if it was enough. Then I got angry at myself for even thinking that – I’m working hard and doing what I can so yes it’s enough! I need to get out of my head!

I can do this!

Right, I’m off to the gym.

Have a good one,

Deb x

A Burning Question…

Today I remembered to charge my Fitbit and wear it to the gym but now I’m confused. During my workout I noticed that the number of calories that I’d burned on the machines read differently to what my Fitbit said that I’d burned and now I don’t know what to think.

The gym equipment that I’d used when I was checking this out showed that I’d burned 592 calories, at the same point the Fitbit showed 869 calories burned. That’s a difference of 277 calories!

So which is going to be the closest to the actual number I’d burned? Do I go off of the lower number to avoid disappointment, or do I go by the higher number and think of myself as much more of a kick arse workerouterererer? I know which number I want to believe that I’d achieved as by the end of our session I was dragging my arse tired, but I just don’t know!

Also, which arsehole decides to build a gym where the folks that use it have to walk up two flights of stairs to get out after they have had a knackering session? That’s just cruel, and in my case, insanely dangerous! I have shocking balance at the best of times but after an hour and a half of exercise focused mainly around legs I’m an accident waiting to happen.

Anyways, I meant to get some “before” pictures up on Monday but forgot to get them taken so we made up for it today. I hate that I’m posting these as I’m really not a fan of myself but I’ve decided that putting my starting point out for the world to see is a good thing as I now have to work my arse off to show some much improved “after” pictures. Please ignore the state of me!

Finally, this morning’s weigh in showed a further loss of 0.8 lbs. I’m shocked that there has been another loss on the scales but at the same time I’m still waiting for it to even itself out by the end of the week. I’m hoping that it doesn’t though – I don’t think I’ve ever worked this hard before so it would be nice to be rewarded well for my efforts.

See you later tater,

Deb x

And So It Begins

Last night I sat and tried to figure out our eating plan for the week and this morning I made myself a calorie counting spreadsheet so that I can track what I eat and hopefully see if and where I fall down along the way. I’ve also visited the NHS BMI calculator to check out where I sit and what they recommend with regards to calorie intake.

It turns out that I’m obese (no surprise there!) and that I have a BMI of 36.4. They recommend that, in order for me to lose a safe and sustainable 1-2 lbs a week, that I am to aim for a consumption of 1948 – 2504 calories per day, which is higher than I expected. I also weighed myself this morning to find that I tipped the scales at 236.2 lbs which gives me a total target of weight loss of 96.2 lbs so I’ve got quite the way to go!

Today I also went to the gym with my mum whist the munchkin was at nursery where we I did 10 minutes at level 7 on the treadmill at a brisk walking pace on the random setting that threw in some hills, 10 minutes on the cross trainer doing the aerobic routine, 20 minutes on the recumbent bike (I find this more comfortable as I suffer with a slipped disc) at level 11 on the random setting that also threw in some inclines, 20 minutes on the cross trainer at level 7 on the aerobic program again which incorporates pushing and pulling with arms, sprinting, legs only and going in reverse and 10 minutes on the rowing machine with a resistance level of 6.

Now I don’t know if this is the best way for us to exercise as we are limited on time and we have no clue as to what makes for a good workout but I’m currently of the thinking that doing something is better than nothing and this is waaaaaay more than I’d do if I were just sat at home. That being said, I’m always open to advice so awesome reader, do you have any tips for me?

I also figured that some starting pictures might be a good idea so that I can look back over time and compare myself to where I began. I was going to do that today but totally forgot to get snap happy so this will hopefully happen on Wednesday when I’m back at the gym.

Food today was a Beef Pho Naked Noodle pot for lunch at 267 calories, a Pink Lady apple for a snack and a chicken curry for dinner that came in at a walloping 947 calories. I didn’t realise just how calorie dense that meal was but one thing I’ve not wanted to do with this calorie counting/better eating plan is to make my hubby suffer through eating foods that he doesn’t enjoy. The way I’m looking at it is that we all enjoy a curry in our house and even though I could have saved a ton of calories by not eating this, I’ve counted each calorie that it contains and worked it into my daily allowance. I’m full, satisfied and feeling good today.

I just hope that eating things like this doesn’t end up kicking me in the arse when it comes to my weigh in next week! I’ve always been on the larger side and have struggled to lose weight in the past, some people have said that could be affected by my Hypothyroidism but a doctor has never confirmed that for me so right now I’m blaming poor portion control, too many take outs and snacks. Hopefully monitoring what I eat will help me get myself to where I need and want myself to be. I guess we will see on Monday…

Until next time folks…

Deb x

Square One

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 …

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Hitched in 2011 wearing a three piece suit and fully fitted dress in 40 degree heat. Awesome day and holiday!

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.

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My squidgy dumpling getting her first ever cuddle as a newborn!

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!