A day has passed since the end of the first week, and I can’t remember much about yesterday, apart from still being hungry. So I am not recording what I ate or did, coz I was pretty dam good again!
What I do want to reflect on is what I am learning. 12 weeks of a diet and exercise program seems like such a LONG time, and yet the first week has already flown and I have followed it fairly well (except for not doing the exercise whilst sick for 3 days).
So 11 weeks to go. Only lost about a kilo, but If I ramp up the exercise, and keep the food intake to what I am having now I think I will be at my goal weight by Week 8. In fact I am sure of it.
This week has just shown me how much food I habitually eat on a day to day basis, and how much my body doesn’t actually need all that food. Once at 64 kilos, I will definitely enjoy some things that I would love every now and again, like a piece of gluten free orange cake which I am currently craving! And I won’t shy away from a glass of wine or some hot chips or tortillas once in a blue moon. Hell no! But I really hope I feel the way about eating in the long term as I do this week.
I said to my husband tonight, maybe this feeling isn’t exactly hunger- maybe it is being “not full”. I certainly do feel lighter, even though the scales have only slightly moved. And that is so important.
I am learning a lot about how to take care of myself as well. No hangovers on the weekend is a great start! Continually putting food in my body that I know it appreciates, and that helps, not harms my chances of staying super healthy throughout my 40s. Each decade now I need to be fitter than the last. Coz the reality is, as we get older our state of health needs nurturing. No doubt there. This is where I want to start my nurturing. Not just being really slim and fit (ho ho and I WILL be!!). I want to change from someone who has more wine and coffee in a day than water, to someone who TOTALLY gets their body and takes great care of it in every way.
I also don’t want to have any regrets any day. I want to wake up knowing I can enjoy each day, totally in the moment, totally as if no other day really matters because on that day, I feel really great, and can have the strength and energy to make my kids day, my husbands day, as well as my own, and tackle anything that comes my way.
So there you go. That is my week!
Zen from the long-boarder mum…