Sunday, November 20, 2011

In Arizona

I've been in Phoenix this week, visiting my snowbird parents. It's been lovely. I packed my gym clothes and sneakers and thought I'd get a good amount of time in at the gym, but to my surprise, this vacation has been anything but lounging by the pool and reading books. We've been up and on the road sight-seeing, going to potlucks and jam sessions and to ghost towns. There hasn't been a ton of time for running, but I'll pick it back up when I get back to snowy, frozen Calgary.

I haven't necessarily been eating the most diet-friendly foods, either. But I'm trying to remember to stop eating when I'm satisfied, not over-stuffed. The portion sizes I've encountered are ENORMOUS, so it's important to remember that I don't have to eat the whole thing.

I've got a few more days here, and then it's back to reality, and the pre-Christmas blitz of parties and sweets and speciality seasonal coffees. What's your strategy this year for dealing with the holiday temptations? One bite? Total willpower? Or swearing to starting again in January?

Sunday, November 6, 2011

How do you eat an elephant?

It's an old joke, I know. But obviously it's still around for a reason.

I made it to the gym four times this week - Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday. I completed Week Two of the Couch25K program. I tried to remember some old tricks, like drinking tea instead of hitting the vending machine for an afternoon snack.

But this is the big breakthrough for this week - reminding myslf that if it's not really that good, don't eat the rest of it.

I think a lot of us were raised not to waste food. My mom and dad weren't enforces of a "clean plate club" but I do recall offering to box up my leftover pork chop and peas and carrots for the starving children of Ethiopia. They can have it! I don't want it!

Eating until I'm satisfied and then stopping is really hard for me. Even, disturbingly, when I'm eating something isn't that great. So it was a pretty big deal for me when multiple times this week, I pushed my plate away because I was either no longer hungry, or not really and truly enjoying what I was eating.

Portion control is one of my next goals - I've got to get my portions back in check. They've inflated again, and that's a great step to getting my diet back on track.

So back to that elephant - I'll get there. One bite at a time.

Thursday, November 3, 2011

It occurred to me the other day, on one of my increasingly infrequent trips to the gym, that the towels provided by my health club are getting smaller.

Or, as I stood there, trying to decide if I wanted to cover my top half or my bottom, or conversely, my front half or my backside - I realized that maybe it's me, getting larger.


I went wedding dress shopping. Turns out it was an AWESOME experience, and lots of dresses fit, and there were no tears. Even if I don't lose a single pound, I will find a gown that I love that makes me look and feel absolutely beautiful.

But apparently using that as an excuse to eat cheetos and watch The Vampire Diaires is wearing a little thin.

So I'm trying again. I'm back at the gym, dipping my toes in the water, back attempting to do Couch25K AGAIN, because my life motto appears to be borrowed from my most despised playwright, Samuel Beckett.

"Ever tried, ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better."

Every year for the past 3 years, I have attempted to write a 50,000 word novel in November, and once in August. I've never gotten there, but each time I learn something. I get closer and closer to finding characters that work, writing habits that fit, tools that help me get to my goal. I don't beat myself up - well, sometimes I read what I've written and throw myself across my chaise and bemoan the fact that I hate every word, but what I mean is - I can identify that what I've done here is a good start, but there are some problems and it needs polishing, and hey - next time I'll know better.

But when it comes to trying to lose weight, every 'failed attempt', every false start, every time I don't achieve success as I've definied it, I feel like I get further and further away from every achieving my goals.

So. Here are my goals, for the immediate short term:

Run 3 times a week.

Drink more water, fewer lattes with whipped cream.

Pack my lunch and stay away from the pastry counter.

Report back.