Non scale victories.

My journey with weight watchers is going really well, I feel motivated and want to keep going and losing weight, and it still feels practically effortless, its so simple. All I have to do is eat 3 meals a day, drink plenty of fluids and try to keep moving.  I’m not going into points and things like that here, but its easy to follow and fairly idiot proof.

The weirdest thing is that even though I’ll have only been doing this for three weeks on sunday, I can feel my body already changing. I’m losing inches from my stomach and my chest.  I can’t see my stomach over my boobs any more, which is amazing and I’m finding my clothes fit me so much better, or in some cases recently are getting too big.  That’s because before I started back at weight watchers I was buying most things a (UK) size 26/28 just so it didn’t cling to my stomach but now that my stomach has gone down it leaves it a bit too baggy. Its not too noticible right now so I’ll keep wearing them until they’re obviously too big.  I love feeling my body change and knowing that its because of my hard work.  I’m actually excited to see what the scales say on sunday.

Next Thursday, I go on holiday for a week, but I’m not bothered because me and my mum are going to stay with my gran in birmingham, so we can cook and stuff there so it won’t be a problem.  My mum and gran get on really well, they have done since my parents met.  I’m really looking forward to seeing her, I haven’t seen her in about a year, and she’ll be 90 this year, so I’m always aware of the passing of time.

We joined the gym last week but haven’t had the chance to go yet, things have been so hectic for me work wise that I’ve just concentrated on making sure I walk as much as possible.  But Monday and Wednesday we’re going to the gym and when we come home we’re going to go swimming, as I bought some knee length swim shorts so I won’t feel nearly as self conscious as I would other wise.  Things are looking up for me and I just feel so positive, I can’t wait for the coming year because I plan on making it epic.

Week 2 weigh in.

I weighed in this morning and I’d lost another 3 pounds. I was over the moon, so that’s 10lbs in 2 weeks I’ve lost and I just feel more and more motivated to keep going and keep losing weight and getting fitter. I feel better and I’ve been trying to walk at least 6000 steps a day and build up my fitness and I have to say that having a fitbit really has pushed me to keep walking and actually go out and walk on days where I’d rather sit and do nothing.

I’m not going to lie, walking can be tiring for me at the weight I am at the minute, I’m fine when I’m walking, its when I stop I go bright red and get really sweaty (this is mostly a problem when I walk to work as its a 20 minute walk and it is all uphill, the whole way.) but I don’t care. It proves that the exercise is working and I definitely think that losing 10lbs in two weeks shows that you don’t have to go mad and do tons of exercise when you’re starting out.  Just walk a little bit more each day, and it all helps.

Week 1 Results.

So, this morning (like, literally just after 8am, I was awake and on the scales. Its my day off. Why am I awake at 8am?) it was time for me to weigh myself, so I did and I’ve lost seven pounds in a week.  That’s my first half stone. I am over the moon with myself.  It’s given  me such a boost and I feel so proud knowing that this week I’ve motivated myself to eat right, track everything and walk more every day.  And it’s worked.  I feel ………… amazing. Such a boost.

Today is the day that mum and I bite the bullet and go and sign up for our local gym. It’s a family package, so we split the cost 50/50, and because it’s a local council one, it’s pretty cheap. And I’m honestly looking forward to going to the gym because I really enjoy it.  I’m definitely not going to enjoy the first few sessions back because I am so unfit. So, so unfit.  But I know, from past experience, that the best way for me to lose weight is to combine doing weight watchers with not only walking but actual cardio exercise then building in weight training and resistance training.

Since starting weight watchers I’ve noticed several things.

  1. I’m sleeping better at night
  2. I wake up more cheerful
  3. I have more energy
  4. My moods are more stable

I have a couple of health conditions that make losing weight difficult if I don’t take my medication.  I have an under-active thyroid and poly cystic ovarian syndrome.  Both of which impact my health and my ability to lose weight because they both slow down my metabolism.  But I’m on levothyroxine for my thyroid, and that really helps. As for my pcos there really isn’t much I can do right now.  I know the more weight I lose the better it will be for my symptoms, and my overall health.

The reason I decided to start all this is I don’t want to be overweight in my forties. I’ve been overweight in my teens, twenties and now my thirties, to varying degrees.  I want it to stop and this week I made a really big start toward that.

Just to change the subject for a second, never did I think I’d be 35, and still living at home.  It’s something that causes me no end of self-consciousness, but at the same time, it’s caused by things that were totally out of my control.  From 2006 until 2014, I didn’t work because I had depression.  Five years ago, I was diagnosed with Chronic depression, in that nothing causes it, I just have issues with my brain chemistry.  Three and a half years ago, I went back to the doctor after denying to anyone who’d listen for about six months that I was fine, didn’t need to go to the doctor.  I finally gave in and went to the doctor to explain that for me, it was being given antidepressants for a short while, coming off them, then getting ill again, and needing to go back on them.  Each time, I got depressed again faster, the actual depression felt worse, and getting better when I went back on anti-depressants took longer.  At this point, I felt like I was hanging on by my finger nails and I knew, without a shadow of a doubt, I wouldn’t be able to do this cycle again. I didn’t have the strength.

So, my doctor agreed to put me back on antidepressants permanently and leave me on them.  It will be four years the end of august and honestly, the last time I remember feeling this good, mental health wise, I think I was about fifteen.

So, to bring this rambling post to a close, this past week I kicked all kinds of ass and am now ready to go and do the same to the week ahead!

 

Beginning, at the beginning. Again.

Every year, I start of the year with the best of intentions. This is going to be the year I finally get my life together and lose all the weight I have to lose. Join the gym and stick to it. Get skinny. Run a marathon……… the list goes on. I’d join whatever slimming group I’d decided that I was going to do this year and that would last until approx feb or march then I’d run out of steam and give up, full of the millions of excuses that typically I’d use, which I’m not going to go into here.

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