*** This was in my drafts folder since Feb... gosh time has flew! ***
Today has been a great day. Woke up early and cook my beef stew before running over to J & G's house to help them pack. And squeezed in a morning workout as well. I tried walking at 6 km/h and realized that if I want to do the JP Morgan run walk, I will be walking at this speed for 1 hour since I could cover 2 km within 20 minutes.
It was a fun and yet tiring day. I could feel myself nodding off in the afternoon since I woke up 5.30 am today!
I haven't been very compliant today either. And that's on top of attending yesterday's cooking class where we ate yummy stuff including scrambled eggs with lavender (there was heavy cream inside), chicken, mushroom and sun dried tomato tarts (so so yummy!) and semolina cake *drools*.
It's ok. This is for the long haul and while I may have put on a kg, I am sure it will come off later on eventually.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Saturday, January 22, 2011
91.5 kg - hooray hooray!
The skies have cleared, the sun is shining and I am the king of the world! 91.5 kg whoo hoo!
Maybe it's because I went back to exercising after my shoulder healed up. Maybe it's because I avoided the avoids for the past few days like a good girl. Though I ate some yesterday during my colleague's farewell party. Hmm.
Hubby is so amused that I'm jumping for joy. But wow I have never track my weight and know that I have shed 8 kg! Hooray hooray!
Well I'm going off for my gym workout now. Then it's cooking fish and beef for lunch and an afternoon class of cooking! After that, hubby and I will be hunting for my red sneakers, hehe. Wonder whether I can sneak them in to work on Monday.
The day never started off better. :)
Maybe it's because I went back to exercising after my shoulder healed up. Maybe it's because I avoided the avoids for the past few days like a good girl. Though I ate some yesterday during my colleague's farewell party. Hmm.
Hubby is so amused that I'm jumping for joy. But wow I have never track my weight and know that I have shed 8 kg! Hooray hooray!
Well I'm going off for my gym workout now. Then it's cooking fish and beef for lunch and an afternoon class of cooking! After that, hubby and I will be hunting for my red sneakers, hehe. Wonder whether I can sneak them in to work on Monday.
The day never started off better. :)
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Gained a kg, ah god no!
So yesterday my hubby asking me to step on the weighing scales. And for once, I felt confident since I have been losing weight all the way. C'mon, I dropped from 98.5 to 92!!
So it was to my horror that I weighed a kg heavier - 93. Big bad stinking 93. Nononono!
At first I felt neutral about it. As in I feel ok. But the more I think about it, the worse I feel. So this goes to show that too much thinking leads to nowhere good.
Joking aside, I did keep brooding about it. Why why why did I ate those chips?! And the luncheon meat? And the... *the list goes on*
To be honest, I really didn't eat a lot of avoids. Well it's not a lot as compared to how I would eat before the O BTD. Still, I guess control is a new thing to me and like any other new gizmo, I have to learn to wield it with grace.
I wonder what actually happen? Given that my weight is pretty constant, something is up when I weighed a kg heavier. Or lighter.
It could have due to my strained shoulder and me not exercising for the past 5 days. It definitely was because of the avoids.
I texted my sis and hubby and whined to them. They were very nice and said that I made such good progress in such a short time, so don't be disheartened and carry on the good work. Sis urged me to be kind to myself. Hubby said that weight can fluctuate up and down (I didn't think so for mine... it's like sticky glue, needs a good shaking) and we just need to be consistent in our efforts.
I realized when I am disheartened about the weight gain, I turned self destructive. What a harsh word to use! I know but it's true. After learning of it yesterday evening, I went to eat more chips. Today I ate my breakfast of chicken and veggies AND then lunchtime (ok, it was kinda late, 2 pm actually), I went to the food court and ate chicken rice! With an egg and chicken liver.
To compound that, I went to Chick King and ate one fried chicken. I wanted to order more but quickly walked away from the place, grief sodden I was. Ok ok I know, I'm dramatic.
Thanks to a busy busy afternoon, I soon got distracted by work. By evening, I feel better and reading an article from Tiny Buddha comforts me. I feel more resolute now to lose that weight.
Because of the weekly (or even more) weigh-ins, I have been focused, perhaps too focused on the numbers. I hinged my happiness on it (hey alliteration!).
But I forgot that the exercising, the healthy eating is about a far grander thing than how heavy I weigh. It was about my health, my skin, my stress, my blood pressure and of course, my adrenal score. I forgot how good and tiny I feel in my clothes. How pleasant it is to waif into the office in slightly too baggy clothes.
How much energy I have. How tranquil I feel. How work seems manageable now and even if there are stressful stuff to deal with, it's not that bad viewed from the gym.
How my skin glow (like Rudolph's nose) after a good workout. How gooooood I felt. The satisfaction, the achievement. My pride in myself.
I've forgotten all of these awesome things. And to be honest, no matter how much I weigh (within reason of course), I never want to forget these ever again.
So it was to my horror that I weighed a kg heavier - 93. Big bad stinking 93. Nononono!
At first I felt neutral about it. As in I feel ok. But the more I think about it, the worse I feel. So this goes to show that too much thinking leads to nowhere good.
Joking aside, I did keep brooding about it. Why why why did I ate those chips?! And the luncheon meat? And the... *the list goes on*
To be honest, I really didn't eat a lot of avoids. Well it's not a lot as compared to how I would eat before the O BTD. Still, I guess control is a new thing to me and like any other new gizmo, I have to learn to wield it with grace.
I wonder what actually happen? Given that my weight is pretty constant, something is up when I weighed a kg heavier. Or lighter.
It could have due to my strained shoulder and me not exercising for the past 5 days. It definitely was because of the avoids.
I texted my sis and hubby and whined to them. They were very nice and said that I made such good progress in such a short time, so don't be disheartened and carry on the good work. Sis urged me to be kind to myself. Hubby said that weight can fluctuate up and down (I didn't think so for mine... it's like sticky glue, needs a good shaking) and we just need to be consistent in our efforts.
I realized when I am disheartened about the weight gain, I turned self destructive. What a harsh word to use! I know but it's true. After learning of it yesterday evening, I went to eat more chips. Today I ate my breakfast of chicken and veggies AND then lunchtime (ok, it was kinda late, 2 pm actually), I went to the food court and ate chicken rice! With an egg and chicken liver.
To compound that, I went to Chick King and ate one fried chicken. I wanted to order more but quickly walked away from the place, grief sodden I was. Ok ok I know, I'm dramatic.
Thanks to a busy busy afternoon, I soon got distracted by work. By evening, I feel better and reading an article from Tiny Buddha comforts me. I feel more resolute now to lose that weight.
Because of the weekly (or even more) weigh-ins, I have been focused, perhaps too focused on the numbers. I hinged my happiness on it (hey alliteration!).
But I forgot that the exercising, the healthy eating is about a far grander thing than how heavy I weigh. It was about my health, my skin, my stress, my blood pressure and of course, my adrenal score. I forgot how good and tiny I feel in my clothes. How pleasant it is to waif into the office in slightly too baggy clothes.
How much energy I have. How tranquil I feel. How work seems manageable now and even if there are stressful stuff to deal with, it's not that bad viewed from the gym.
How my skin glow (like Rudolph's nose) after a good workout. How gooooood I felt. The satisfaction, the achievement. My pride in myself.
I've forgotten all of these awesome things. And to be honest, no matter how much I weigh (within reason of course), I never want to forget these ever again.
Monday, January 17, 2011
Healing
I'm so glad that my left shoulder is a lot better today to the point that it's 90% normal. Hopefully I'll be able to exercise tomorrow, whoopee!
Pitfalls
So after eating virtuously for 6 weeks, I can feel my resolve cracking... because Chinese New Year is round the corner!
Pineapple tarts! Kueh Bangkit! Love letters! Bak Kwa! Omg omg... and unfortunately they are all avoids on my list. *falls flat on face*
Even seafood who usually like me, deserted me this time because I cannot eat abalone. Nooooooo! Now you see why Chinese New Year is fraught with perils and pitfalls for me?
This week I haven't been as compliant. Today it was eating some luncheon meat. And some potato chips at night. Oops. Why did I buy 24 packs of chips if I shouldn't be eating any of them, chili or bbq?! Am I setting myself up for defeat here?
But I don't regret chomping down on the chips. Or the luncheon meat. Or the luscious buttery pineapple tarts that my colleague baked. Or hmm... I think there's a lot of things I don't regret.
One side of me secretly thinks that I should be ashamed, I should count calories (or beneficials in this case) or something. I SHOULD HAVE BEEN IN MORE CONTROL.
The other side thinks, ah you have been such a good girl for a while, just live it up a little. Life's no fun if you just stick to the (O Blood Type) diet book. Which explains why I felt satisfied, not guilty when I finally put away the chips.
I'm sipping green tea now. And recalling that I had blueberries and cherries for fruits. And I ate a salad for lunch today! And a couple of hard boiled eggs for breakfast.
Please kick me if I ever become one of those "counting calories consumed and burnt" kind of girl. Please.
Pineapple tarts! Kueh Bangkit! Love letters! Bak Kwa! Omg omg... and unfortunately they are all avoids on my list. *falls flat on face*
Even seafood who usually like me, deserted me this time because I cannot eat abalone. Nooooooo! Now you see why Chinese New Year is fraught with perils and pitfalls for me?
This week I haven't been as compliant. Today it was eating some luncheon meat. And some potato chips at night. Oops. Why did I buy 24 packs of chips if I shouldn't be eating any of them, chili or bbq?! Am I setting myself up for defeat here?
But I don't regret chomping down on the chips. Or the luncheon meat. Or the luscious buttery pineapple tarts that my colleague baked. Or hmm... I think there's a lot of things I don't regret.
One side of me secretly thinks that I should be ashamed, I should count calories (or beneficials in this case) or something. I SHOULD HAVE BEEN IN MORE CONTROL.
The other side thinks, ah you have been such a good girl for a while, just live it up a little. Life's no fun if you just stick to the (O Blood Type) diet book. Which explains why I felt satisfied, not guilty when I finally put away the chips.
I'm sipping green tea now. And recalling that I had blueberries and cherries for fruits. And I ate a salad for lunch today! And a couple of hard boiled eggs for breakfast.
Please kick me if I ever become one of those "counting calories consumed and burnt" kind of girl. Please.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Listening to my body
I have been suffering from a strained left shoulder all week after my hip hop class. While it has been inconvenient at times and downright painful at others, I did learnt something from this experience. Well... part from that wearing clothes has now become the new modern torture!
Firstly, it is to listen to my body. When I first feel the strain, I ignored it and went along my daily affairs. That is to say, I did stuff that strained it further. From exercising even though it was painfully jolting my shoulder to propping on my shoulders while reading on the bed, boy, my poor body had to take all kinds of abuse from me.
Secondly it is to let others help me when I really needed it and trusting them to do it well. Wearing clothes, asking for a massage... I used to be silent and try to do it myself. However now asking for helping is essential to help me plod along in my daily life.
My naturopath got all annoyed when I bugged him repeatedly about the kind of exercising I can do. Running? No. Gym? No. How about cycling? No, no no! I don't understand why do people want to exercise when they are injured?!
I even thought I'll just go walking but after walking around in the supermarket, I began to understand why he said NO EXERCISING. The strain of carrying my left arm was too much for my poor shoulder and I spent half the time cradling my left arm to my chest. Sigh.
One good thing came out of this. Today I fried some fish for my dinner today. However after tasting it and being revolted by the soft mushy taste, I decided to throw it away and cook some beef instead. My body was so happy when it tasted the beef! I felt so energised that in the end, I have to eat everything up even though I originally wanted to leave some for tomorrow's breakfast. That's almost 300 grams of beef down my pie hole with lots of greens and some rice. Yum!!
So you see, I am now learning my lesson and pay attention to how my body feel. Also I am happy to report that I now weigh 92 kg!! I have lost 6.5 kg so far! Yay!!! To add on to that, I felt that I needed to sleep more last night so I slept for 12 hours last night. While it hasn't been a smooth night sleep with a lot of tossing and turning, I'm happy to report that my shoulder clicked back into place and half the pain is gone! I can even do arms akimbo now, hahah.
This point is written in honour of my body. Did you do anything today (or not do!) to honour your body too?
Firstly, it is to listen to my body. When I first feel the strain, I ignored it and went along my daily affairs. That is to say, I did stuff that strained it further. From exercising even though it was painfully jolting my shoulder to propping on my shoulders while reading on the bed, boy, my poor body had to take all kinds of abuse from me.
Secondly it is to let others help me when I really needed it and trusting them to do it well. Wearing clothes, asking for a massage... I used to be silent and try to do it myself. However now asking for helping is essential to help me plod along in my daily life.
My naturopath got all annoyed when I bugged him repeatedly about the kind of exercising I can do. Running? No. Gym? No. How about cycling? No, no no! I don't understand why do people want to exercise when they are injured?!
I even thought I'll just go walking but after walking around in the supermarket, I began to understand why he said NO EXERCISING. The strain of carrying my left arm was too much for my poor shoulder and I spent half the time cradling my left arm to my chest. Sigh.
One good thing came out of this. Today I fried some fish for my dinner today. However after tasting it and being revolted by the soft mushy taste, I decided to throw it away and cook some beef instead. My body was so happy when it tasted the beef! I felt so energised that in the end, I have to eat everything up even though I originally wanted to leave some for tomorrow's breakfast. That's almost 300 grams of beef down my pie hole with lots of greens and some rice. Yum!!
So you see, I am now learning my lesson and pay attention to how my body feel. Also I am happy to report that I now weigh 92 kg!! I have lost 6.5 kg so far! Yay!!! To add on to that, I felt that I needed to sleep more last night so I slept for 12 hours last night. While it hasn't been a smooth night sleep with a lot of tossing and turning, I'm happy to report that my shoulder clicked back into place and half the pain is gone! I can even do arms akimbo now, hahah.
This point is written in honour of my body. Did you do anything today (or not do!) to honour your body too?
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Why I do this
Given that Os enjoy vigorous exercise which is essential for managing their emotional health as well, I am proud to say that I have been exercising regularly the past 3 weeks.
So if you read my first post, I weigh in at 98.5 kg. Well given that now I am relatively unknown, I don't mind telling you that. Just do me a favor if you know me in real life and don't snigger behind my back.
With the last weigh in, I happily clocked in at 92.8 kg. Yay! Very good for someone who has only done the Candida diet for 3 weeks and the O BTD for 2.5 weeks now and have only exercised 3 weeks out of that. Although I wondered whether the impromptu prune juice I've downed before the last weigh in affected my weighing somewhat. ;)
No matter. It is good progress! For health, my 2011 resolution is to slim down to 65 kg by end of the year. I think if I aim for 90 kg and below by the end of this month, I would be on track, yes?
Tonight I went running with the C25K iPhone program. It's for beginners who want to gradually work up to running 5 km in the future. According to the writeup, if I follow the program faithfully, 3 times a week, I should be able to run 5 km by 2 months' time.
Well all I can say is er I don't really like running and aiming for 5 km is not really my goal. However! My goal is to have as much fun and variety as possible during my workouts and that means doing an occasional run around the stadium if I feel myself getting bored with gym workouts. Not that I am. But I do want to prevent that from happening. Already my routine is taking on a set pattern in the gym.
I have also took on a dance class and every Tuesday, you can watch me groove to the latest hip hop songs in class. Fun! Come to think of it, I really should practice some steps now.
But I digress too much. Coming back to the original topic, why am I bothering to eat healthily and work up a sweat to lose all that weight? It's because of the health scare I had in November.
Realising that my high blood pressure was here to stay, seeing that my skin could not cope with the facial eczema anymore scared the bejesus out of me. I've learnt that if I suppress the body's natural reaction to purse toxins through my skin i.e. eczema, one day it might lead to cancerous tumors... because that's the last resort the body will do to keep the toxins out of the organs. Oh my god.
So yes you can say that I am doing it because I want to save my own life. I know it sounds dramatic, but it feels true to me.
And that's why I do it.
So if you read my first post, I weigh in at 98.5 kg. Well given that now I am relatively unknown, I don't mind telling you that. Just do me a favor if you know me in real life and don't snigger behind my back.
With the last weigh in, I happily clocked in at 92.8 kg. Yay! Very good for someone who has only done the Candida diet for 3 weeks and the O BTD for 2.5 weeks now and have only exercised 3 weeks out of that. Although I wondered whether the impromptu prune juice I've downed before the last weigh in affected my weighing somewhat. ;)
No matter. It is good progress! For health, my 2011 resolution is to slim down to 65 kg by end of the year. I think if I aim for 90 kg and below by the end of this month, I would be on track, yes?
Tonight I went running with the C25K iPhone program. It's for beginners who want to gradually work up to running 5 km in the future. According to the writeup, if I follow the program faithfully, 3 times a week, I should be able to run 5 km by 2 months' time.
Well all I can say is er I don't really like running and aiming for 5 km is not really my goal. However! My goal is to have as much fun and variety as possible during my workouts and that means doing an occasional run around the stadium if I feel myself getting bored with gym workouts. Not that I am. But I do want to prevent that from happening. Already my routine is taking on a set pattern in the gym.
I have also took on a dance class and every Tuesday, you can watch me groove to the latest hip hop songs in class. Fun! Come to think of it, I really should practice some steps now.
But I digress too much. Coming back to the original topic, why am I bothering to eat healthily and work up a sweat to lose all that weight? It's because of the health scare I had in November.
Realising that my high blood pressure was here to stay, seeing that my skin could not cope with the facial eczema anymore scared the bejesus out of me. I've learnt that if I suppress the body's natural reaction to purse toxins through my skin i.e. eczema, one day it might lead to cancerous tumors... because that's the last resort the body will do to keep the toxins out of the organs. Oh my god.
So yes you can say that I am doing it because I want to save my own life. I know it sounds dramatic, but it feels true to me.
And that's why I do it.
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