On Sunday I started the GI Diet.
So far I haven't cheated.
I have been struggling a little with giving up sugar and jacket potatoes (crave chocolate and miss the spuds...).
But I am no longer having horrible dips in my blood sugar levels. When I get hungry now - there is no urgency for me to eat.
Best of all I really have faith in being able to see this diet to the end. Hoping that when I next weigh myself on monday some pounds will have shifted...
I'm nearly through my second week of healthy eating and exercising.
Have decided that I want to follow a diet and have chosen the GI Diet.
Choosing a diet got me thinking about how 'diets' are a incredibly personal, individual thing. What works for one person, won't for another. It has been a real eye opener to read the stories of the people on the minimins forum.
I chose the GI diet because I have realised that I eat when I am hungry and crave 'crap' when my blood sugar levels dip and then I only crave more. I think that by keeping my blood sugar levels constant I wll hopefully resist bad foods.
Just wish that amazon would bloody hurry up and deliver my damn books!
Was bad today and ate a little pack of peanut m&m's :-(
After much avoidance - this morning I finally weighed myself. I weigh fourteen stone and five pounds - I need to lose five stone and five pound to get to my target weight of nine stone. This week I've been so good about healthy eating and exercising, my target does feel attainable - I know it might take a year - but I've got to accept that this is not going to happen quickly, but it can happen.
Yesterday I joined the weightloss forum - MiniMins and that also has helped immensely - just hearing and seeing how others have lost weight is inspirational. And MiniMins also suggested that I copy my diary and fashion review posts on to the forum and I got loads of compliments about my writing here which made me feel fab!
I went to the doctor today to get another prescription of the pill today.
My doctor took the opportunity to tell me that I need to start considering other contraceptive options because I am getting close to the allowed BMI for the pill (combined) and that my weight is far too much for my frame. He listed off various potential health risks too as I am obese. Fair enough he had warn me of the health consequences of obesity and thrombosis, but did he have to be so judgemental? Obviously I must be living on a diet of KFC and chips (not salads and jacket potatoes).
He gave me no advice on weight loss - just told me that I must know about diets. No mention of exercise.
He seemed to think that I was going to do nothing about my weight and that it was time to change my contraceptive method.
I f**king hate the NHS and their attitude to weight. It seems to be constantly emphasised as a drain of money but there is no help for those that want to lose weight. I know that they are not responsible society's weight problem (and as a society I think there needs to be a change in how we live and eat), but overweight/obese people need guidance not bluntness and insensitivity.
My lovely boyfriend cheered me up as best he could, but I feel so blue now - at one point I decided that I am now going to live on soup :-)
Simmering beneath the sadness I am also now determined to prove that doctor wrong...
Well I checked out the stairs and they were and steep - perfect for exercise... Planned to walk briskly up and down and see how many times I could manage with killing myself.
But then the heat wave continued.
I just couldn't do it - I can't even muster the energy to anything at the moment.
Boyfriend was lovely and said not to worry, that when it cools down he'll make sure I start the stairs again.
I wonder if I was lighter would the weather get to me so much?
Felt blue about it all yesterday but today I have accepted that the heat wipes me out and that this is only a delay. And besides this week I have been much more active at work as we moved offices, so I haven't been completely inactive (and have been eating well).
I'm overweight and I hate it. In my head I've always been oveweight but when I see pictures of me from years back I do wonder if that was the case. Whilst I have never have been skinny, I can't say in all certainity I was really was overweight when I was younger. I never weighed myself then because I was afraid of what I would see on the scales.
According to my BMI I am obese, I know I weigh fourteen stone something. I am afraid to know what the something is and so I have avoided weighing myself recently. Last September I discovered I weighed 14 stone and 9 pounds - I was horrified. By the end of November I had managed to lose the nine pounds which made me feel immensly better. But since then I have failed to lose any more and when I have occasionally weighed myself it is always in the region of 14 stones 1-3 pounds.
I know that exercise is the key for me. I had good intentions of going running recently, but I was scared to aswell. I feel incredibly self conscious and fear that if I go running someone will laugh at me wobbling about. That pisses me off. Society/media is happy to point the finger at fat people, make us feel bad about our weight - but rather than inspriring me to run to the gym, I just want to hide.
Gyms in my mind are not places for overweight people. They seem to be filled with highly toned gorgeous people. It is the same with exercise classes. For a long time I have pinned my hopes of weight loss on playing squash with my boyfriend. But the reality is playing squash takes time and costs money - I cannot expect him to be free constantly, nor do I have the cash to play everyday. I have every intention of playing squash when I can (once a week is realistic), but in order to lose weight I'm gonna need to do more exercise than that.
Of course I know that a lot of my fears here are paranoia and I really do fight them but I can't help but feel that the media portrays a one sided view of obesity. It is very much 'look at the cost of obesity on the NHS', 'X% of society is obese' or 'tax the fat' - there seems to be no support - just attack. Whilst I appreciate there must be some people out there who are happy with shape over weight/obese/whatever - I am sure there must also be a lot of other people like me who desperately want to change themself, but lack the will too. We need support, not criticism.
So anyway tonight me and my boyfriend are to go exploring some stairs near my street... If they go high up (and seem safe), I intend to get up in the mornings and walk up and down them a few times as stairs to wear me out and I won't have to feel quite so self conscious. Will keep you posted as to how it goes.
An easy going girl in brighton trying to get healthy
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