Thursday, February 11, 2010

High goals

I set my weight loss goals high this time. My goal is losing 2 pounds a week. Realistically, I know I can't reach that every week. Anything over a pound a week is above my average weight loss, going on my own.

However, I want to make sure I'm doing everything I can every day to lose this weight. If my goal was 1 pound, I know I can reach that without extra effort. (Note the emphasis on extra--it takes effort for me to lose any weight.) So if I miss a day of exercise, big deal. I know I'll probably still lose my 1 pound for the week, or make up for it the next week and keep my average.

Two pounds a week is nearly impossible for me. So by aiming for it, I'm not missing a day of exercise. I'm sticking with my eating plan perfectly. I'm getting in that infrared sauna every day to sweat out the toxins to help my body release fat.

The cost is a little bit of disappointment when I get on the scale and the loss is smaller than 2 pounds. The benefit is determination to do everything in my power to improve that number the next week. And that far outweighs the cost.

Plus, I know better than to get tripped up by a number on the scale. I put more stock in what the tape measure tells me each week.


On another note... I think I'm going to rename this blog. It started because of HCG, but I'm not doing that right now, and I may never be able to do another round. My messed-up, allergic, clogged up liver and lymph node, system didn't allow HCG to work right for me. I have hopes to be healed enough by the last 20 pounds or so to be able to do one last round, but I'm not counting on it.

So anyway, I should call this blog something other than HCG Experiment, since that has no part in my life right now. Not even maintenance. But what to call it? Any ideas? I'm horrible at titles.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Weigh in

I see I've picked up more followers. On one hand, yeah! More accountability. Welcome, everyone. On the other hand, crap, now I have to try to be interesting.

I lost 1.6 pounds this week. That brings me to 179. I've got such a long way to go that I need to appreciate the steps along the way. So today I'm grateful to be out of the 180s! I've lost 9 pounds in 5 weeks without the aid of HCG!

And I lost 2 and 1/4 inches over 7 measurements. There wasn't one site that didn't lose at least 1/4 of an inch. And I lost another 1/2 on my waist, where I most need to lose.

Stats, don't you just love 'em? I do. Here's some more.

My BMI has gone from 29.4 to 28. Isn't 30 and over obese? How close I came! However, I just learned--or was reminded--that waist measurement determines obesity better than BMI. And according to my waist, I'm obese. That's why I want to lose inches in that area so badly. My waist is currently 39 inches. I started out at 41, so there's improvement, but here's the guidelines I found for waist circumference.

Women:
Ideal = 28-33
Overweight = 33-37
Obese = over 37

I don't think I have any male readers, but add 3 inches to everything and you've got the male guidelines.

Okay, that's enough numbers for today. I'm so grateful for the progress I've made so far. And my motivation is still high.

Monday, February 8, 2010

All's well

I don't have much to say. Just checking in.

Everything is still going good. I don't have as much energy as I had that first week. The initial burst I got from new exercise and eating right has faded. I still have the energy to function, but I have to do things in moderation.

I trust that over time, this will improve. This is a journey, after all. One that's slower than I'd like, but that's the way it is. I normally lose a pound a week through clean eating and exercise. I'll try to be patient and accept that.

Friday, February 5, 2010

Stomach

Clarity's blog about her flat stomach got me wondering if I'll ever have one. She had a tummy tuck to assist with hers. (It was a tuck, wasn't it? I caught up with months of your blog mostly in one day.) Completely justified with the apron she had from a c-section and other factors.

I didn't have a flat stomach even at my lowest weight, when my BMI was below 21. I don't think a tummy tuck will ever be justified for me. I don't have an apron, just a rounded belly. It maybe looked slightly deflated after the rapid loss of HCG, but I could see that the skin would have tightened if I'd stayed at that weight. Besides, my finances would never allow for that type of surgery.

The confident part of me says yes, I will have a flat stomach. It didn't happen before because I lost so quickly, and I didn't lose all the fat I needed to. I intend to work hard at exercise. I won't take it for granted any time soon. Not after hardly being able to move for so many months. I'm running on the elliptical 3 days a week and doing resistance training 3 days a week.

At my current level of determination, if hard work can get me there, I'll get there.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Misplaced Sympathy: A light-hearted rant

My eating is still good. My mom sent some banana bread home with me, for my husband. It's not even tempting to me.

But why is it when I start a strict diet--when I find out I'm sensitive to almost every food on the planet--everyone feels sorry for my husband? "Oh, poor man. If you can't have carbs, what's he going to do?"

Hmmm let's see. What does he do?

1. He eats cereal with a banana for breakfast.
2. He has a sandwich for lunch. (I've offered to cook for him at lunch, since I'm cooking for myself and he comes home for lunch. He doesn't want it. He wants a sandwich.)
3. When I cook a roast in the crockpot, I put in potatoes for him.

He's not being deprived of carbs. As far as getting sugar out of the house? Under normal circumstances, I miss it far more than he does. He eats it if it's there, but doesn't miss it when it's gone.

Now, this is nothing against my husband. He's very supportive of the way I'm eating now. He's baffled by the sympathy he gets from both his family and mine. At least this time when my mom sent the goodies along with us, I have no desire for them.

My parents and I get along great. This summer with them was wonderful in most ways. Sitting down to every meal with my parents, spending as much time as I wanted with them, and helping out when I was needed, was great. I miss that. They live only 5 miles away, but I don't get there very much in the winter. Holidays and birthdays.

Anyway, just saying that my mom means well when she sends goodies with us. I think they all worry about my husband because he's skinny. Really rail thin. We make an odd couple right now. So they're all afraid I'll make him eat like I eat and he'll get even skinnier. I hardly think that's possible. No matter what he eats, or how much, he stays the same.

Okay, that was all over the place. My point is this: Is it too much to ask for a little sympathy for ME? The girl who can't eat anything but meat and veggies for who knows how long? :o)

(And who hasn't felt this good in 8 months, but we don't need to tell them that. Let's just stick with the sympathy.)

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Progress is progress

I lost 1.4 pounds this week. I lost half an inch from my waist and 1/4 inch from my hips. The rest of my measurements stayed the same. That's not bad for doing it all with diet and exercise. I was hoping for another 2 pound loss like I've had the last three weeks, but this is close.

I have a long way to go, but progress is progress.

Monday, February 1, 2010

Not much to say

No daily weigh-ins means I'm left with not much to say. Tomorrow is the day I weigh myself. I'm dying of curiosity. My eating and exercise has been so good.

Oh, my old friend the detox rash is back. Came back Thursday, I think it was. It only comes when my eating is clean. I'm trying to look at it as a positive sign, but egads it itches! Detoxifying with the MMS drops alone didn't give me this rash--the toxins are dumped out quickly through the liver and stomach. Clean eating (and probably fat loss) releases them more slowly. Through the skin, apparently.

I'm hoping now that I'm back on the drops, this rash will go away. It's not widespread yet, and I'd like it to stay that way. Then leave.

These drops are supposed to get rid of mold, candida, parasites, viruses--whatever doesn't belong in a healthy bloodstream. It violently attacks and kills them. And I know there's at least a lot of mold and candida in me to kill. Thus my body's strong reactions. I just took a dose and I'm feeling sort of lightheaded.

I can't wait to see what the scale says tomorrow. But even if the number isn't what I hope, I want to focus on my improving health.