Mid-July my sorority sister put together a 2-week no sugar
challenge. I failed miserably.
Then in August we decided to do a 30-day challenge. Day 3 –
I gave in during a stressful day. I tried to substitute with fruit but no go. I
went and bought jelly beans. Since these weren’t my favorite jelly belly – I figured
I would settle my sweet tooth with just a couple beans.
My first handful, was the sugar rush. Second handful, “do I
even like these?” Third handful, “I don’t like these – why am I still eating
them?” Rest of the bag – in the trash.
For me joining challenges isn’t about winning. It’s about
being more mindful about why I felt I needed to do the challenge. What element of
my life did I feel I needed to improve?
It’s now October and my favorite candy is candy corn. The sweet
tooth has been raging so I decided to read up on sugar addiction.
Now I’ve noticed that I reach for candy when I need a boost
of energy or when I’m procrastinating from doing a task I don’t want. Once again,
I try to be mindful when I reach for candy to ask myself “why.”
Love got me into this and I hope love will get me out…
More than a year ago I celebrated a milestone birthday. Leading up to the birthday there were many celebrations filled with amazing food and libations. Friends and family showered me for months with dinner, champagne, and happy hour. Because I don’t generally let anyone to take care of me – I gave in.
45 days post birthday – my job was eliminated. In fact, the entire team was laid off. Nothing like getting laid off with co-workers that are also friends. We would get together to the movies, to brunch, to bottomless champagne.
By the time I started my new job 6 weeks later I had to buy a new wardrobe. All that loving was showing around my mid-section.
The new gig is awesome and the team I work with is amazing. But we really enjoy eating together. I had to have a real discussion with myself , pick self-love and book an appointment with my doctor. My doctor recommended that I try a plant-based diet for 30 days. More on that – next time…
I get by with a little help from my friends.
I’ve been struggling staying committed to working out. Some days I’m in beast mode. I spring out of bed- get on my gear and work out like I have a future “court” date with Serena.
Other days I’ll turn my workout time into a leisurely stroll down social media and the only thing doing reps is my pointer finger scrolling. So I had to think when have I been most successful?
Accountability challenges. Yes, so I reached out to a friend, got down on bended knee and offered her the role. She said YES! We set our parameters. Online Zumba game for 45 minutes and 30 minutes strength training. I chose 6 days/week –she being an overachiever chose 7 days.
Yesterday marked one week in. So far so good for both of us. For example, there was a day that I started running errands at 8am and returned home at 9pm. I just wanted to be one with the couch and chill. But no…I dragged my tired butt to the guest room and cranked out 54 minutes of Zumba with wrist weights.
Later in the week, due to my schedule I broke the Zumba in 2 (25 min parts). The other bonus is this plan is helping me hit my Fitbit goals too.
I’m excited and motivated. I’m glad I didn’t give up trying to figure it out. Sometimes you have to keep trying things out until you find what works.
Get your head in the game. Your inner coach yells. Stay focused on what you’re eating and working out.
Yet get out of your head when the workout is kicking your butt and you tell yourself you can’t do it.
Or when you tell yourself one bite of cake or one piece of candy won’t hurt. Except it never stops at one bite or one piece. It’s a negotiation with your brain that’s lost the minute you open your mouth send that savory piece of heaven southward.
Which is it? Head in or Head out? Ugh! It’s like a bad case of hokey pokey.
As if that wasn’t enough, I was hoping to start 2 a- day- workouts. But that second workout must have lost its invitation in the mail.
Strangely, I’m not having abandonment issues. I just can’t get my head in the game and clock in.
Fingers crossed that next week I can make it happen.
I am a live-out-loud all in kind of person so portion control can be a challenge. Both with food, time, and emotion.
My first thought, regarding food, is to start with a smaller plate. My second thought, is to actually use a plate! I usually snack directly out of the bag or container. Therefore I’m not conscious of how much I’m eating. My nutritional coach gave me some great advice. Cut 250 calories from food and burn 250 calories from exercise daily. 500 calorie daily deficit x 7 days is a pound a week. I will hold myself accountable by checking here weekly.
In life I’m going to experiment with taking bite size potions out of life. I’m hoping by doing that I’ll be more in the present and less overwhelmed. My goal for July is establish a routine and go small. Wish me luck!