Name: Becky
Age: 27
Height: 5’ 6”
Weight: 195lbs
Weaknesses: Dr. Pepper, Cherry Coke, Chocolate of any Kind, Chicken Burgers, Sugar, Buffy the Vampire Slayer
I have recently rediscovered an indisputable truth—breaking a bad habit and replacing it with a good one is freakin’ HARD.
What brings this up? Well, I just turned 27, and I also hit 195lbs on the scale.
When was the last time I was this heavy? Seven years ago, during my sophomore year at college. That wasn’t a good year for me. I was depressed; I had no friends, and I was convinced school existed for the sole and expressed purpose of torturing me (I had not yet discovered my true literary calling). I had also discovered the joys of eating whole loaves of French bread, followed by Mountain Dew: Code Red chasers.
Naturally, my body dealt with my eating choices the only way it could—I got very, very heavy.
What stopped my rapid descent into the abyss of fatty? Well, three things, really. First, I met Jemima, who utterly abhorred all things soda and chocolate (She hadn’t eaten any in years, when I met her.), and she “encouraged” me to give up the crap food (More like, I quit eating crap food to impress her.). Two, I began running and playing sports. Three, I declared myself an English major. These life choices changed my life—I got friends, I was playing sports again, and I had a purpose. I dropped my weight to around 170-180lbs (The lowest it got was 167; but I had pneumonia, so I don’t think it counts.).
So what’s the matter with me now?
Ironically, school and work have taken over. I sit at my cubicle-ish “battle station,” located at my place of employment, like a veal bull-calf waiting for execution. I just eat and sit. Well, sometimes I sit and eat. But you get the idea. Then I drive four blocks home, where I do more of the sitting and the eating. Mind you, my sitting is not idle. I am doing homework or reading. But the only muscle I’m exercising is my brain. The rest of me has slowly metamorphosed into a lard slug thingy.
You see my problem?
Actually, I’d rather you not.
So here comes the regimen:
1. I need to complete a cardiovascular activity at least once every other day.
2. Absolutely NO soda of any kind.
3. Go to the temple at least twice a month (Yeah, I know this one doesn’t have anything to do with losing weight, but as long as I’m writing a list, right?).
4. No Buffy past midnight (This one is particularly hard to do, since Buffy is like milk or chocolate: I always want more. Also, I don’t usually start watching until around 11:00 pm because of homework or school.).
5. Go to bed before 12pm; get up before 8am (I know it sounds easy to do, but I am a true night owl. Unfortunately, my preferred sleeping schedule—bed at 2:00 am, up at 9:30—is not conducive to a healthy, productive lifestyle.).
Change has to start somewhere. Here's where I start.
5 comments:
Kudos Becky. You are filled with insight. I hope you find yourself inspired. Sleeping habits seem to make a huge difference to me. Now if only I would maintain them...
See you soon!!?
Good luck. I'm working on this too. I'm in about the same boat. Moved to FL and didn't have to walk anywhere. Moreover, didn't have anywhere to walk to. :) The good news for you (kind of) is that actually, diet soda really won't make you gain weight. It's the high fructose corn syrup in the normal stuff that packs on the pounds. Unfortunately, aspartame is nasty stuff. But if you MUST have a soda, go with diet.
Yay for English Majordom! :-) I remember when you went on the diet, and ever since I've always remembered your dedication (and reward system!) and have patterned myself after that, too. I don't have as many chances to be active, either, though I grab what I can. When I would study for grad school, I walked around the apartment. It helps that I can read and walk at the same time--whether with a book or a laptop. My problem has always been portion size, but lately I've enjoyed too much of the junk and am still not too regular with my workouts. I love your list (temple one being the best!). You have inspired me yet again!
You go girl. I love soda (Dr. Pepper is my specific temptation), but I can never shake the feeling that it's like pouring goop into me. I've recently stopped drinking soda and had a relapse, but you've inspired me to recommit.
Who's this Jemima charactar? Sounds like trouble. Aunt Jemima syrup if stock full of high fructose corn syrup--very unhealthy for an individual.
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