Whole30 – One Week Down!

Hello Everyone!

As some of you might know I decided to try the Whole30 again for this month as I felt my eating habits had become out of control and I just had no discipline anymore. I have finished 7 days now and… I’m still alive! 😛 It’s not been easy but I am already starting to see some benefits which encourage me to continue to the end.

I have to admit I have been VERY tired for most of this first week. I have been trying very hard to go to bed earlier and to drink lots of water – which for the most part I have been doing well. I think it’s the only reason I’ve been able to push through the fatigue.

Julius and I have been going for walks for the last 4 mornings. We wake up at 5:50am (I know, it’s crazy!) and walk from about 6-6:30 or 6:40am. This is so I can still get home in time to get myself and Ezra ready so I can drop him at school for 7:40 am and then head into the office. While I still HATE getting up that early and it’s a struggle, I do feel better after making myself do it. There’s something about being outside, getting fresh air that early in the morning, before things get too busy. I also like getting it out of the way. I’m hoping to add in some more exercise a few evenings a week, but I’ve been too tired so far and have just been focusing on getting enough sleep. I’ve been getting to bed before 10pm so I can wake up to walk in the mornings.

While I will admit there are times I just feel like snacking or eating something sweet or salty – I am not really very hungry. I’m eating 3 full meals and maybe one snack a day and I find them quite filling. It is difficult preparing dinner for my family and then at least part of it separately for myself, but we’re managing.

My favourite Whole30 foods so far are avocado (which I already loved, but now love even more), sweet potato (which I never ate much of before, but really like now), ghee (I cook everything in it and quite like it), and coconut milk (which I am finding so many ways to use). I fear food boredom will set in eventually, but I am trying to do my best to eat a variety of foods, to try new recipes and just to pace myself. Even if I ate the same thing for next 23 days — the truth is I would survive. 😉 So that’s what I keep telling myself. I can do anything for 30 days.

I also found a way to drink my coffee on Whole30 which I actually quite like. (I tried to do no coffee, but the fatigue won…then I tried to do coffee black and while I can drink it – more like down it like medicine- I don’t enjoy it black). So this morning I blended black coffee, coconut milk and two table spoons of my all natural protein mix vanilla with ice, then drank it over ice as well as an iced coffee. 🙂

All in all I am heading into week 2 still enthusiastic and excited to see more of the benefits that Whole30 has to offer.

New and Better Me – Take Two

Wow. What a crazy season it has been for us lately. Moving across the world, learning a new place, a new culture, a new job etc. I haven’t managed to keep blogging as regularly as I wanted to but that’s life sometimes. Our lives are very full at the moment – but I’m by no means complaining. We are so incredibly blessed and I am reminded of that every day. The downside is I don’t always have time to write about it all, but when I can – I will and that will have to be good enough! 🙂

I’m starting out (again) on my journey to get healthy. I can’t say it’s a new journey since I’ve been working on it for a while (with some major pit-stops along the way – i.e. having another baby). Now’s the time to start (again). My baby is 9 and a half months old! (Wow that flew by)! He is finally sleeping through the night most nights and letting me get some rest. We are settled into our new home and are feeling more and more comfortable in our roles at work. And so I basically have no more excuse to put off getting back to a healthier lifestyle.

I know I’m ready again. It won’t be easy. It wasn’t easy before, it won’t be now. In fact it might be harder. (I do have another child to worry about now, less time on my hands with working full time etc). But the truth is there will never be a “not busy” time to start. And I know that reaching my weight loss and health goals will only enrich my life and allow me to enjoy all my many blessings more and to the fullest.

I’ve got my food journal and exercise schedule started. I’m trying to cut way back on my sugar and carb intake and up my protein, fruits and veggies. It can’t be about will power – if it’s just that I’ll fail for sure. I need to make a conscious choice DAILY to do what I need to do to take care of myself and in so-doing give the best I can to my husband and kids. I’m doing this for them as much as for myself.

I don’t know how long this journey will take (I have my hopes) but I’m just going to take it one day at a time. Bite size pieces.

Words of encouragement are always welcome. And if you’re in the same boat as me and want to make a change for the better: Come on! We can do this. The time is NOW.

I’ll keep you posted. 😉

Priorities

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Priorities. Getting the right ones. Getting them in the right order. KEEPING them as priorities. KEEPING them in the right order. Man it’s difficult. Talk about ‘easier said than done’.

It’s been a very busy week at work – starting training officially and at the same time hosting guests and heading into the very busy Holiday season. I saved the picture above a while ago and I remembered it today. What a good reminder. Slow down. Breathe. Get back on track. Make boundaries. Take time. Re-set my standards.

So I’m going to try to hit the re-set button for myself and let God consume me once more and watch as everything else falls into place perfectly in HIS timing.

Maybe you needed this reminder today too.

Chubby (and not loving it)

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[My adorable (and chubby) baby boy (6 weeks old).]

I wish I could be “chubby and loving it.”  Like a baby. (I think they’re the only ones who are truly chubby and loving it). I always say jokingly to my new little guy, “Rock the chubby look while it’s cute!” and there most definitely comes a time when chubby is just not cute at all. I am very far past the “chubby is cute” age. It’s LONG gone.  I cannot be chubby – and love it. It’s not happening.

I hate that word – “chubby.” It’s amazing how a word can be so cute when it’s said about a baby and so NOT cute when it’s said about anyone past the age of about six, really. Whatever you want to call it – chubby, fat, large, overweight, chunky (I hate all of these words by the way) – to put it nicely – I am not at my ideal weight. I don’t mean my ideal weight according to some height/weight chart or Hollywood’s version of my ideal weight, I mean the weight where I feel comfortable in my own skin. The weight where I’m able to be active and healthy and happy with my body. That’s the magic number I’m striving for. I don’t even know what it is (I have an estimate) but I’ll know it when I get there, that’s for sure.

Now that Gabriel is almost two months old, I’m really starting to feel the pressure and I am getting a bit anxious about shedding the final pregnancy weight (and some additional pounds after that) and finally getting to my goal. I know I can do it, but at the same time I haven’t gotten there yet and some days it can be discouraging. (Mostly those days when I’ve eaten everything in sight, I’m feeling disgusting and yet still choose to eat a chocolate bar anyways).  Nonetheless, I am trying to take it day by day and and focus on trying to be consistent and do the best I can, considering I don’t have much free time. 😉

As I was thinking about writing this blog; thinking about my body (I’ll admit, in mostly a negative way) I remembered reading something on another blog (which I now forget and so can’t give credit). She was talking about all the amazing things her body has done and I could relate, and when I thought about it and figured out just exactly what my body has been able to do, it changed my perspective.

So here are 10 amazing things this body of mine has done/does:

1.  This body carries me wherever I want to go. It is generally healthy and strong and let’s me accomplish all of my daily tasks (which are many, these days).

2. This body has been a home for a little, growing person- twice.

3. This body has delivered two beautiful, healthy baby boys.

4. This body is what I use to show affection and love – to my husband, my children, my family and friends. (I need to be thankful for seemingly small things like this as there are many people who’s bodies can’t do these ‘normal actions’ because of sickness, disease or accidents- hugs, kisses, handshakes, etc.)

5.  This body holds and comforts my babies.

6. This body houses my mind, my thoughts, my emotions – all of who I am.

7. This body allows me to serve and help others.

8. This body has provided approximately 2240 meals for my babies (so far).

9. This body allows me to travel around the world; to see beautiful places and people.

10. This body is there for me even when I’m not there for it, like I should be. It’s gotten me this far.

Yes, I still want to lose some weight and get healthier, but I am reminded that I need to be proud of this body, because it really is quite amazing.

While no one wants to be chubby (or insert any insecurity you have about your body), could we just take a moment today and appreciate all that our bodies do for us?  Maybe it will make you think differently next time you look in the mirror.

 

Battle to lose the pounds

I am currently sitting here in my office, eating a rice cake. It tastes like Styrofoam, but it’s only 30 calories and it’s getting me through my apparent need to be shoving something in my mouth at this moment.

Weight loss is HARD. I have never been one of those naturally thin people who can eat whatever she wants and not have to worry. I have to worry. I have to watch EVERYTHING that I put into my mouth, because if I’m not paying attention I will put on weight. I’ve tried to lose weight several times in my adult life. I’ve tried different diets, I’ve tried cutting out food groups, like carbs. And I’ve had some success, but inevitably the weight creeps back on as soon as I stop paying close attention. It’s the one thing I’m always dealing with in my life. It’s annoying and I honestly wish I didn’t have to work so hard to be at a healthy weight, but I’m trying something new…I’m trying to accept who I am, embrace it and find what works for me.

Ultimately I want to be happy. Regardless of the number staring back up at me from the scale, I want to be happy. I want to enjoy my life, I don’t want my life to be all about restrictions and what I CAN’T do or CAN’T eat. I want it to be about what I CAN do, what I CAN control, and what I CAN eat. This is the journey I’m on.

Honestly it’s been a bit of a roller coaster ride. I have good days and bad, good months and bad…you get the idea. But I’m trying hard to make small changes slowly, that will eventually add up to a changed lifestyle. Over the last almost one year, I’ve been conscious of this and working towards it. I’ve had many slip ups for sure, and have currently plateaued in my weight loss which is frustrating, but I’m trying to see how far I’ve come and be thankful for where I am. To date I have lost 35lbs. Not a crazy-high number, but a number I’m proud of nonetheless. It’s better than nothing, than not trying at all. I’m about half way to the weight loss goal I had set for myself almost a year ago. I really thought I would have achieved it by now, or at least been a lot closer. But I’ve realized that you can’t rush weight loss, especially if you want it to stay off. Although I haven’t lost any more weight recently I have managed to keep what I did lose off. I am trying to get back on track. I have been slacking when it comes to workouts and even my eating habits. I have started my food diary again, recording EVERYTHING I eat and drink which I find really helps me and keeps me more accountable. And I am slowly trying to get back to exercising every day. I’m a work in progress! But every day I try is a win.

I think weight loss is so much more of a mental thing than a physical thing. My battle is definitely mental, all in my head. My attitude and perspective are deciding factors when it comes to whether I binge and eat ten cookies or I choose to have a piece of fruit. So I’m making baby steps. Trying to take things day by day, small changes that over time I know will help me lose weight, but also change my perspective and ultimately my lifestyle as a whole.

Any of you who are on a similar journey or have even been — I’m sure you can relate. Please share your successes AND your failures – it helps to hear other people’s stories.

Just another one of those areas where I’m trying to become the BEST I can be.

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