No Chocolate. No Wine. Loving It.
So… here we are, halfway through the big “healthy eating plan” and what do I have to show for it?
Well, for starters at the weekend, I bought a size 10 pair of jeans which is a dress size drop. Wahey!
And my new jeans are still a bit too big on me. I just refuse to buy a smaller size in case I never stay this slim. Never say never of course.
Sure, if you want the exact measurements then I’ve lost 11lbs since the first week of August and 8 cm off my waist (since the beginning of September). But let’s get one thing straight, it’s not an exact science and I have learned to stop treating it as such. Weigh-ins now are few and far between (every 2 weeks) and body measurements are every few weeks (if I can be bothered – hey, getting naked and asking your boyfriend to measure everything takes time!)
I do feel fab. Not so much because of the improved physique I am starting to develop (although it helps) but it’s deeper than that. I control what goes into my body and enjoy measuring how my body reacts (I am a geek! Don't start me on my Garmin statistics!) The element of control makes me feel strong, not just the extra muscle!
When I first started taking the healthy eating seriously, part of me did feel that I was never going to be able to keep it up. The thought of not eating Haribo, milk chocolate, bread, pasta and potatoes was crazy! I've even dropped wine. (Breaking Up Is Hard To Do When It Comes To Bread, Sweets, Chocolate and Booze!) It’s almost like breaking an addiction really. When I quit smoking (8 years ago), I could deal with the initial three days of massive withdrawal symptoms, but it was the 3 weeks afterwards where I really struggled. Why? Well, because the realisation hits – you’re not going back there – ever.
So okay, the plan is to get myself through to Christmas and then review. I’ve been telling myself this is a fad, a one off, but you know what? I am starting to enjoy this. I did disassociate myself from food to start with (see Eating Clean: Please Can I Have My Own Personal Chef?), but now I’ve turned full circle and learned to enjoy the healthy stuff. Eggs, Greek pancakes, frittatas, parmesan omelettes, roasted chestnuts and monkey nuts are fast becoming staples. For my birthday a couple of weeks ago I “treated” myself to a few scoops of strawberry sundae – and didn’t enjoy it – it really didn’t taste as great as I had imagined.
My weight loss, or should I say my fat loss is starting to plateau now – there’s really not much more to go. I have said to my other half to tell me if I start to look unhealthily skinny. The last thing I want is to be some stick thin, dark circled eyed girl who can’t smile for fear of a tooth falling out. Fact is though, I know it won’t get to that point because this plan is a sensible one. I care about my body and my health so stupid fad diets are out.
The beauty of this healthy eating malarkey is that it is doable – for life. It’s a complete lifestyle change – but one that I am enjoying. Of course I’m not saying I’ll never eat cake again… but at the same time I’m looking forward to saying hello to my abs by Christmas.
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Well, for starters at the weekend, I bought a size 10 pair of jeans which is a dress size drop. Wahey!
And my new jeans are still a bit too big on me. I just refuse to buy a smaller size in case I never stay this slim. Never say never of course.
Sure, if you want the exact measurements then I’ve lost 11lbs since the first week of August and 8 cm off my waist (since the beginning of September). But let’s get one thing straight, it’s not an exact science and I have learned to stop treating it as such. Weigh-ins now are few and far between (every 2 weeks) and body measurements are every few weeks (if I can be bothered – hey, getting naked and asking your boyfriend to measure everything takes time!)
When I first started taking the healthy eating seriously, part of me did feel that I was never going to be able to keep it up. The thought of not eating Haribo, milk chocolate, bread, pasta and potatoes was crazy! I've even dropped wine. (Breaking Up Is Hard To Do When It Comes To Bread, Sweets, Chocolate and Booze!) It’s almost like breaking an addiction really. When I quit smoking (8 years ago), I could deal with the initial three days of massive withdrawal symptoms, but it was the 3 weeks afterwards where I really struggled. Why? Well, because the realisation hits – you’re not going back there – ever.
So okay, the plan is to get myself through to Christmas and then review. I’ve been telling myself this is a fad, a one off, but you know what? I am starting to enjoy this. I did disassociate myself from food to start with (see Eating Clean: Please Can I Have My Own Personal Chef?), but now I’ve turned full circle and learned to enjoy the healthy stuff. Eggs, Greek pancakes, frittatas, parmesan omelettes, roasted chestnuts and monkey nuts are fast becoming staples. For my birthday a couple of weeks ago I “treated” myself to a few scoops of strawberry sundae – and didn’t enjoy it – it really didn’t taste as great as I had imagined.
My weight loss, or should I say my fat loss is starting to plateau now – there’s really not much more to go. I have said to my other half to tell me if I start to look unhealthily skinny. The last thing I want is to be some stick thin, dark circled eyed girl who can’t smile for fear of a tooth falling out. Fact is though, I know it won’t get to that point because this plan is a sensible one. I care about my body and my health so stupid fad diets are out.
The beauty of this healthy eating malarkey is that it is doable – for life. It’s a complete lifestyle change – but one that I am enjoying. Of course I’m not saying I’ll never eat cake again… but at the same time I’m looking forward to saying hello to my abs by Christmas.
Follow me @JWilbyPalmer
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