30 Oct 2015

Weight loss after eating more than usual

For breakfast, I had a sardine bun.
For lunch, I had tofu and 3 varieties of vegetables.
For dinner, I had 2 chicken pies AND because I was greedy, a small packet of nasi lemak (coconut flavoured rice).
I weighed myself, grumbled at the reading and plopped down on the bed.
I wanted to kick myself because after eating so much, I felt sleepy.
I asked hubs to walk the dog.
I fell asleep.
I woke up at 11.30pm and wondered if I should exercise or just rest.
I weighed myself and discovered I had lost more than a kg (2.2lbs) during the nap!
I took a bath and tossed and turned but finally fell asleep again.
Woke up, weighed myself and found that it hadn't been a dream after all.
I did loose weight while sleeping!

My guess is by eating more, I let my body know that I wasn't in starvation mode and by resting, my body had time to heal. To be honest, I have been feeling very uncomfortable with not exercising. It's like I expect to wake up to find the little weight that took so much effort to lose over a few months, would find its way back to my body again. But I've realised that it's an unfounded fear. I may put on after eating in excess of my 'usual' but it's unlikely to shoot back to ground zero unless I totally go back to my old ways of not watching my diet and not exercising.

My flabbiness is back with a vengeance. Ever since I stopped carrying the wrist weights, I realised that I am not looking as toned as before. Even my cheeks and jawbone area have turned chubbier. Anyway, no side tracking. I am still aiming to lose at least another 5 kilos (11 pounds) before I start carrying the wrist weights again. My stomach has flattened more this week so that is a good thing. It's okay with me if I don't look so toned....yet. I will be once I have lost some more weight and start to tone up. Meanwhile, I'll just continue to do what I do. 


Chubby cheeks again (End Oct 2015)
Copyright Fiona C Yeo @ Cartoon Lagoon 2015
 
It's Friday peeps and I'm always in a good mood on Fridays! I'll probably get back into my exercise groove this weekend AND I'm unlikely to be going on a food binge. I want to hit a 7 kilo weight loss by the end of next week and I need to remind myself that only I can do this for myself!

I love myself enough to say that I want to be healthier and one way to be healthier is to be less overweight so that I put less stress on my heart and other parts of my body. I cannot guarantee that by changing my eating and exercise habits, that I WILL get healthier but at the very least, I know that I tried to do something about it. It's taken me so many years to wake up. I hope that you will see the light sooner than I did. I only pray that God will be merciful and give me enough time to make positive changes to my body (and my heart)! My father suffered his first stroke in his late 50s. No warning. He was seldom sick and always looked healthy. That day when I sat in the doctor's office at the Polyclinic and Dr T had asked if he should start me on High Blood Pressure meds, I told him to give me 3 months. I promised him I would try my best to bring my BP down. It's not phenomenal but I think I have succeeded in lowering it a bit. From my post on my recent blood and urine tests, the results have proven that my new lifestyle is showing positive outcomes. Hooray! Hurray! Hoorah! Yay!

I have a long journey ahead of me but as I always tell hubs, better to be struggling with the exercise while we are still able to, rather than after a stroke hits. That moment when it strikes, you will be filled with regrets and definitely be kicking yourself for not doing something earlier to avoid it. But it will be too late then.

It's not easy, peeps. You need willpower and heaps of motivation. The best motivation is the image you see reflected in the mirror. The flab, the fats, the thunder thighs and jiggly butt! I'm all for loving myself, come what may and in whatever state of size or health but look deep within your heart and ask if that is what you really want? I know I tried to deceive myself into believing it. I had the love of my husband who loves me whatever size I am. He's full of praise of my determination and stronger arm muscles (yes, cos he asks me to pull him up from the bed. hehe) but I doubt he loves me more now that I am slightly less fat. Also, would I really want a man who loves me more just because I became thinner? Nah! So though it helps to have people support you despite your heaviness, the question to ask is how much do YOU love yourself?

Make a change and have a good weekend, peeps!
 

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