Drowning in resolutions...
Yesterday at work, the agency dietitian started a wellness group. If we signed up, and I did, she had a folder with information about diet, exercise and water. She had compiled a small amount of information on us and used it to make our wellness plans. It was all so exciting, as it always is, when I decide to take another crack at losing some weight.
I get excited and start making plans. I always decide that I want to lose 5 pounds a week and it will take 8 weeks and I will be the size I was in high school(which I didn't think was a small enough size) and I can stop all this diet nonsense and eat.
She talked about how we are going to have to change everything about what we think about food and how we eat...like a remodel of a house down to the studs...she called it "the bones" and start over with new and different thoughts. I kept thinking "great, now when is she going to weigh us and when she was going to give us the list of what to eat?" She then said we can eat anything we want, that there should be no "off limit" foods...yeah, right. We even have "accountability partners" to keep us honest.
She went on to explain that this is going to be a year long process and we are going to move slow...painfully slow... changing our patterns, our thoughts and how we eat. When all was said and done, we were going to be able to control food and I thought ..."and not have food control us."
I sat and listened to the plan. I thought about how I would show them, lose a bunch of weight fast and then move on. The usual...
This morning I woke up ready to start this "diet" or should I say, wellness plan. I sat at the table and thought, "I'll send my accountability partner an email and motivate her to get going" and I began to type my plan of the day. It started with not eating much, if anything until dinner, going to the gym and I would have lost 5 pounds of water weight today. I was on a roll...the usual, non-reachable roll.
I looked at the page after I typed it and heard the last words of the meeting yesterday, "Pick a big goal and then cut it into small, reachable goals"...wow, I never have done that before and how do you even do something like that? Then her words echoed in my head again "I have a goal for all of you...drink water. Look at the book and work up to what your body needs everyday. That's it from me...water."
I looked up how much I need to drink and set a reachable goal. 100 ounces of water during the day. Easier said than done but I decided that is what I was gonna do...drink water. I would eat as I normally eat and not stress out too much about that but I will make sure I drink water.
As the day went on I realized that I hadn't had an ounce of water. I headed to the Safeway to find the perfect vehicle to drink out of. I found a 50 ounce bottle and bought it. I drank half of it quickly and headed to my last patient's house. By the time I arrived, I could hardly breath because I had to use the bathroom. I then realized that I generally don't drink at all during the day so I don't have to stop and use the bathroom...and this is exactly why. I guess I'm gonna have to work on some bladder training, huh?
On the way home, I polished the rest of the 50 ounces and ran into the house before I wet my pants. It didn't deter me from my goal...I was home and had my own potty. I refilled the bottle and drank it while I made dinner. I did it...I drank 100 ounces of water today. I lost count about how many times I had to use the bathroom but I figure that will have to get better as I get used to drinking that much.
The interesting thing about all this water...I didn't eat very much. I mean, I ate enough, but I eat a lot when I am watching what I eat and even more when I'm not. I learned a lesson today.
Listen, I don't even like water. I like chocolate milk, soda and wine...and if we are at a brewery, I love me some beer. I never drink water. I plan on keeping this 100 ounce water goal every day. I want to see if it makes any difference...
A big goal that isn't reachable may be reachable if I break it down into small goals...like drinking 100 ounces of water. I can do it.
Let's just hope I don't drown...
We'll tawk tomorrow,
I love you all,
Terry
I get excited and start making plans. I always decide that I want to lose 5 pounds a week and it will take 8 weeks and I will be the size I was in high school(which I didn't think was a small enough size) and I can stop all this diet nonsense and eat.
She talked about how we are going to have to change everything about what we think about food and how we eat...like a remodel of a house down to the studs...she called it "the bones" and start over with new and different thoughts. I kept thinking "great, now when is she going to weigh us and when she was going to give us the list of what to eat?" She then said we can eat anything we want, that there should be no "off limit" foods...yeah, right. We even have "accountability partners" to keep us honest.
She went on to explain that this is going to be a year long process and we are going to move slow...painfully slow... changing our patterns, our thoughts and how we eat. When all was said and done, we were going to be able to control food and I thought ..."and not have food control us."
I sat and listened to the plan. I thought about how I would show them, lose a bunch of weight fast and then move on. The usual...
This morning I woke up ready to start this "diet" or should I say, wellness plan. I sat at the table and thought, "I'll send my accountability partner an email and motivate her to get going" and I began to type my plan of the day. It started with not eating much, if anything until dinner, going to the gym and I would have lost 5 pounds of water weight today. I was on a roll...the usual, non-reachable roll.
I looked at the page after I typed it and heard the last words of the meeting yesterday, "Pick a big goal and then cut it into small, reachable goals"...wow, I never have done that before and how do you even do something like that? Then her words echoed in my head again "I have a goal for all of you...drink water. Look at the book and work up to what your body needs everyday. That's it from me...water."
I looked up how much I need to drink and set a reachable goal. 100 ounces of water during the day. Easier said than done but I decided that is what I was gonna do...drink water. I would eat as I normally eat and not stress out too much about that but I will make sure I drink water.
As the day went on I realized that I hadn't had an ounce of water. I headed to the Safeway to find the perfect vehicle to drink out of. I found a 50 ounce bottle and bought it. I drank half of it quickly and headed to my last patient's house. By the time I arrived, I could hardly breath because I had to use the bathroom. I then realized that I generally don't drink at all during the day so I don't have to stop and use the bathroom...and this is exactly why. I guess I'm gonna have to work on some bladder training, huh?
On the way home, I polished the rest of the 50 ounces and ran into the house before I wet my pants. It didn't deter me from my goal...I was home and had my own potty. I refilled the bottle and drank it while I made dinner. I did it...I drank 100 ounces of water today. I lost count about how many times I had to use the bathroom but I figure that will have to get better as I get used to drinking that much.
The interesting thing about all this water...I didn't eat very much. I mean, I ate enough, but I eat a lot when I am watching what I eat and even more when I'm not. I learned a lesson today.
Listen, I don't even like water. I like chocolate milk, soda and wine...and if we are at a brewery, I love me some beer. I never drink water. I plan on keeping this 100 ounce water goal every day. I want to see if it makes any difference...
A big goal that isn't reachable may be reachable if I break it down into small goals...like drinking 100 ounces of water. I can do it.
Let's just hope I don't drown...
We'll tawk tomorrow,
I love you all,
Terry
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We'll tawk later.
And God knows- we aren't either. Small changes are the key, I think. They add up to be big changes.
Or something like that.
Be patient with yourself and go slow.
By the way- I love you, Terry.