Where There's a Will, There's a Way!

A lot of habits have changed for me since I started living a healthier life; the obvious changes are my eating, exercising, and being aware that my decisions about what I put in my body have consequences.  Since July 2010 I’ve worked very hard to make these changes from a have to, to a want to. These changes aren’t temporary, they are forever. Do I slip up sometimes and eating an obscene amount of food in one sitting? Yes! But I pick up at my next choice and keep going forward.

In establishing healthy habits into my life I still recognize a few unhealthy habits that I’ve decided I want to change.  I find that I become obsessed and zone out in front of the TV for hours and the next thing I know, it’s time for bed. My life is passing me by one TV show at a time. I realize this as an unhealthy habit that I want to change, and I am committed to make the change.

The change I want to make the most is obviously how much TV I watch. In the past fall TV used to be something I looked forward too, I guess it still is, but in a different way – let me explain. In previous years I’ve waited in anticipation for the fall TV guide to come out with all the new shows listed. Once it did, I would print it out and start highlighting the shows that looked interesting and/or reoccurring favorites of mine. At times that list had consisted of 10 different shows if not more. I would write down in my planner what shows I would watch at home and then I would make a spreadsheet using excel to organize the shows that I needed to record. I guess you could call it my hobby, lame I know, but it was. I was trying to fill a void in my life with mindless entertainment.

Since recognizing this unhealthy habit, I have limited my shows on cable to only three. This is a vast improvement since last year. Because I’ve limited my cable TV intake to only three hours a week I inadvertently picked up another unhealthy choice regarding Netflix. I noticed that instead of zoning out between the hours of 8-10 pm via cable TV I was now more flexible because I was using Netflix. But the flexibility spun out of control and I was sitting on my butt from the time I came home. I thought to myself “I can stop anytime I want, I have more control” – so I thought. Since realizing yet another unhealthy TV habit I have dwindled my DVDs from three at-a-time to ONE-at-a-time! Moderation is the key that I am coming to realize and appreciate. It’s amazing to me what I choose to give power too.

 Empowered is what I’m feeling now, the ability to choose how and where I spend my time. I have had this control all along but never realized how I was debilitating myself through my choices. It seems I’ve replaced one bad habit for another, but you know what, I’m aware of it and that is the most important thing to me. I make the choices; therefore I suffer the consequences but also relish in the victories as well.

The other night was just a taste of how these small but massive changes how affected me. After work I went to the gym for half an hour when I came home I prepared dinner, while it was cooking I unloaded and loaded the dishwasher. By the time I did this dinner was done. I took my plate to the dinner TABLE and ate my dinner while I enjoyed reading my book. (Another goal: sit at the table for my meals) Once I finished dinner and picked up the kitchen I cleaned my bathroom and organized my kitchen cabinets. When I finished that, I looked at the clock and saw that I had some time left before bed, so I read my Bible and then TREATED myself with an episode from a show I am currently watching and actually found myself enjoying it more and not being distracted by other mindlessness. The episode ended and I saw I had 20 minutes before bed so I thought “perfect amount of time to catch up on some pinterest.”

As I went to bed that night I didn’t feel like I “should have done this or I should have done that,” I was content and happy with myself. This year my values and priorities have changed. Do I still enjoy watching my shows, yes! But there are other activities in my life that are more worthwhile. Working out and taking care of myself is one of those activities. This year when the fall preview came out I was faced with reality. I thought to myself, “There is no way I can get my workouts in, prepare for the next day, and keep up with housework all before 8 p.m. I have to give something up and it’s not going to be my workouts.” In that moment I made a choice to take care of me and in the process I found a freeness that wasn’t there before. It just shows me where there’s a will there’s a way.

Setbacks

I don’t know what happened to me this last week; all I know is that I fell off the wagon hard!! Since I started my weight loss journey I’ve had my fair share of ups and downs with food and exercise, but I have to say that recently I feel like I have been doing pretty well. I allow myself to have a cheat meal sometimes two but then I know that it is right back to healthy eating and exercise after that. But this last week was brutal! Monday and Tuesday I was sick and my diet mostly consisted of saltine crackers and Gatorade. Wednesday I was feeling much better, I didn’t have a huge appetite but I was able to go to work, which was nice. I decided it best not to push myself too fast so I didn’t go to boot camp.

Thursday is when the "you know what" hit the fan! My day started out normal, oatmeal for breakfast, packed my healthy lunch and off to work I went. Then things started falling apart and for some reason the stress got to me. Then I thought “Man, a bacon cheeseburger and fries sound good, and it will make me feel better.” I knew in the back of my mind that I shouldn’t, I had my lunch packed, and I was prepared! I was weak in the moment and off I went to get my bacon cheeseburger and fries. It was satisfying but the minute I was done I could feel the grease coating my insides. I felt horrible, my stomach hurt and I was tired. But the sad thing is I didn’t regret it.

I didn’t regret it until I got on the scale Friday morning and I was up 2.4 pounds! I knew I was going to be up, I can’t eat that way and not be up. I didn’t get mad because even though I still haven’t reached my goal,  I knew that I could lose that 2.4 pounds and be on my way to getting on track again. Friday I tried really hard to eat within my calorie budget but by the time I was off work I was craving Mexican food bad!! I had a free frozen yogurt from the Yogurt Hut so I decided to treat myself. When I left Yogurt Hut I kept going back and forth “should I stop and get Mexican food? No I can’t stop!” I gripped my steering wheel and focused as I drove straight home, avoiding any Mexican restaurants. I decided I could make a bean burrito at home and that should hold me over on my craving. Then I got the great idea to fry it in olive oil so it was crunchy! While it wasn’t exactly what I wanted it did curb the craving for day.

Saturday morning came and I woke up early and went on a six mile walk with my aunt. I was starting to feel like I was getting a handle on my healthy lifestyle again. But then I heard something that hit me wrong and I instantly was in a bad mood and wanted nothing but greasy fast food again! I found myself going to Taco Bell for dinner and eating a Mexican Pizza, Volcano Taco, Cheesy Gordita Crunch, and some of my mom’s nachos. I couldn’t believe that I just consumed all that food. Now if you are a calorie counter like me I just consumed about 1480 calories in one meal! It was ridiculous! Once I left my mom’s house I went home and had a big bowl of frozen yogurt; all this because of something so small but big to me. Normally I can keep my emotions in check and find a different outlet for my frustrations but Saturday I reverted back to my old habits and it started to scare me a little. Will I be able to stop and get back on track or will this past year of hard work be for nothing?

I knew that this behavior was unacceptable for me so I made a choice and stayed within my calories on Sunday and chose good healthy food. Monday morning I would start back up with my boot camp class and hit the gym. This last week was only a setback not a failure. I learned that I refuse to let myself fall back into those unhealthy habits ever again! I don’t like how I feel about myself when I choose to eat like that. I know that a healthy lifestyle is what I need now and forever!  

Believe in yourself and you can do anything!

One Year 7/12/11

One year ago today I chose to make a change in my life. One year ago today I chose to believe in myself, and one year ago today I weighed 46 lbs heavier. It’s amazing to me to think how far I have come in just one year.  365 days of hard work, tears and a lot of sweat, but here I am, stronger than I have ever felt in my life.

If you have known me a while, you know that I have struggled with my weight for the majority of my life. I have tried everything I could think of desperate to lose that extra weight. Last year I was introduced to the HCG diet. I was very skeptical of it at first but then started to see the changes that were happening to my friends. I thought “maybe this is something I can do. Maybe this is the answer to my problem.” It worked, but at the cost of feeling deprived of foods I loved, especially carbs! I went through my 21 days with a result of 17 pounds lost. I was feeling good but was craving exercise and more variety in my food.

I chose to stop the HCG and continue living a healthy lifestyle through counting calories and good old fashioned exercise. I started walking after work with a friend and this got me motivated to start introducing my DVDs back into the equation. I personally love Jillian Michaels and Biggest Loser DVDs. I started slow, progressing my way through the levels. As time went by I was able to do exercises that I couldn’t before. I was challenging myself to see what else I could do. Before I knew it I was becoming stronger.

It wasn’t always easy though. There have been, and still are, days where I am tempted by certain foods like sweets. But I have to remember what my goal is and sometimes that works and other times I just give in. I just know that I have to work harder at the next workout. I have learned to balance living life and enjoying it with picking my battles with food. I used to find myself at the end of a hard, emotional day sitting at the drive thru; now I find other ways to deal with my feelings. I find that writing my feelings out really helps because sometimes when I am writing, feelings come to me that I don’t realize until I go back and reread what I’ve written. It is an amazing outlet.

With all that said and done, none of this would be possible without my support group, you know who you are. I want to thank each of you so very much for sticking with me and encouraging me to be the best that I can be. Without you I know that I would have failed yet again. Some of you have sacrificed eating what you wanted because you knew that I couldn’t say no. Others have exercised with me even though they didn’t need another workout. Then there are the people who listened to me constantly, never judging me but inspiring me to make a smart choice and keep me accountable, like checking my lunch everyday for a long time to make sure I was making a good choice. I hope you all know what you mean to me! Thank you always and forever!

This year I have tried things that I have never tried before. ZUMBA is one of them. I have found a renewed love of dance that I lost when I grew up. I look forward to ZUMBA every week. I drive from South Medford to Gold Hill right now just to get my dance on and I wouldn’t change it because I am doing something I love! I also just signed up for a half marathon that I will walk in September. I have been training for a while but actually made the commitment to sign up. I had been putting it off for some reason but yesterday I made the choice to commit and challenge myself to something new. I also completed my very first boot camp class last night. It was the most challenging and satisfying workout I have ever had. I found driving home a little difficult because every muscle in my body hurt, but I knew that was just my body becoming stronger. I want to see exactly what I am capable of, which I know is a lot!

With that said, if any of you are struggling with your weight or anything else; just know that you are worth it to take a chance on yourself! You are worth it! I didn’t believe this for a long time and honestly still struggle with it. If you think “Oh I can’t do it because (insert excuse),” just think of one reason that you can and that’s all you need. A very special person told me this and I try to apply it to my life now. Hold on to that one reason and believe that you are worth it. If you need a buddy to workout with, I am here. If you just need someone to support you, I am here. Believe me I am not perfect when it comes to weight loss, I just know that having someone who cares and is there for you to say “NO, put it back, you don’t need it!” makes all the difference in the world. Please believe in yourself and believe that you can do it. I am doing it right now!

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Giving Yourself Credit

On a normal morning I wake up between 4 or 5 a.m. (depending on my morning workout), I have breakfast, read my Bible, and finish off with my workout. The only change on those mornings is weighing in. I pick Monday, Wednesday, and Friday to weigh in as a check in for myself. Do I need to step it up a notch or am I doing a good job? These mornings bring a lot of excitement because I want to see my hard work pay off. It's like a game to me, sometimes I lose and sometimes I gain. On the mornings I gain, I feel defeated, as if all my hard work has been for nothing. This has happened to me more than a few times in my weight loss journey, as it has for you as well. However, a recent weight gain put some perspective on the situation for me.

It's Monday morning and I'm feeling pretty good about my odds with the scale. I went to lunch that Saturday with my mom; I enjoyed myself but didn't feel like I went out of control. So I get on the scale and I wait as it calculates, all the while I'm saying, "just let it same the same, just the same is all I want." I look down and I see that my weight has gone up .8 lbs. I don't know what comes over me bit I'm furious with myself! The whole weekend flashes before my eyes and I'm remembering everything, wishing I could take it back so I don't feel like this.

I storm out of the bathroom and start making my breakfast. I'm slamming bowls and oatmeal on the counter still steaming about my gain. I sit down to eat my breakfast and open my Bible to Matthew. I start reading about people who are blind or sick and Jesus heals them. It was like a light turned on and I stop reading and think to myself, "Bridgette, there are worse problems in the world right now besides your gain. You should not be worrying and acting so childish. Give yourself credit for what you have accomplished!"

I felt so inspired by this that I finished my breakfast and gave 100% on my workout. I worked out whatever frustration was left. I felt it leaving my body through the sweat that was dripping off my face. Every drop of sweat was weakness and frustration leaving my body, making me a stronger person.

The rest of my week goes on and I'm thrown curve balls of temptation and some I hit out of the park and the others hit me. But now when I find myself looking at a higher number on the scale I don't get mad, I stop and say, "Bridgette this is only a set back. You know what you need to do to achieve your goal, so do it!" I lift my head high and continue on with my day. I focus on what I have accomplished and look at the size 16 pants that I will never wear again, instead I look at the size 10 I wear now and say, "Damn I feel good today!"

Changes

Hi! Welcome to my first blog attempt. 

Making changes for me is never the easiest task, especially when those changes are habits that I have lived with forever. For me those habits were eating fast food all the time, hardly ever to never working out, and basically just existing in my life. I felt disgusting but had no determination to change my habits. I was wishing for a miracle cure for my laziness, which looking back is ridiculous.

Change is scary but once I started my journey it became almost like a challenge for me. Will I meet this next goal? How much weight can I lose this week? I think I might be able to do the next level. I made a decision to change my life and my habits. I was tired of being the girl whose clothes didn’t hang how they’re suppose to or the girl who doesn’t feel good enough because of her weight. I am done being that girl for the rest of my life!

I am striving everyday to be the girl who puts her too big for her pants in a pile to Goodwill, who fits into a size 10 or smaller, who is starting to love herself for the first time. I am finding that I am stronger than I EVER thought I was before. I push myself everyday and sacrifice foods that I once loved to be the better, stronger me. I will reach my weight loss goal of 52 pounds because I am taking it one day, one step, and one breath at a time.