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Week 2 Report

Week 2 went “ok”. Not as smoothly as week 1. The fast days were both fine – same story as before. I’m generally fine up until 2pm, then it starts to get a little hairy. But, it comes and goes and as long as I keep myself busy, it isn’t too bad. I’ve fallen into a good rhythm of eggs/spinach/cheese with fruit for breakfast and the Strawberry Poppyseed Chicken salad from Panera for dinner.

Total loss this week, .4

Now lets talk about Thurs, Friday, Saturday.

Aye, caramba! If it existed, I ate it. Sunday ended up a mix of “omg this is my last day to eat before I fast again” and “I need to get my shit together here!”

Hoping as we go along, my desire to eat the world on ‘feast’ days will diminish. But we are talking about a 42 year food addiction here, so I guess we are operating in baby steps. And 1/2 pound lost considering what I ate – I’ll take it!

Week 1 Results

I survived the first week of The 5:2 Diet. Of course, my fast days were 1 and 3, so the 4 after that were pretty easy.

As I stated in my post the other day, I tried to keep my “feast” days somewhere between 2000-2400. That was pretty easy. I wouldn’t call it “eating whatever I want” because I “want to eat everything”, but it was still quite a bit of wiggle room. I was able to have lunch at Chic Fil A, make a trip to Lemonberry, etc.

My weight fluctuated during the week with the fast/feast days, obviously, so I am only counting my Monday weights as official. With that, I lost 2.6lbs the first week. Far far exceeded my expectations, especially after eating all what I did on the feast days.

Today is another fast day, and I’m actually excited about it. Onward!

Fast Day 2

My second day of fasting was a little harder than the first, but honestly, I think it’s just because I wasn’t as busy. Still the hunger came and went, so it wasn’t like a hunger was gnawing at me all day, but I was getting a little squirrely by 4pm.

The kids coming home and making toast definitely did not help. Toast smells super amazing when you haven’t eaten for 8 hours. LOL

Instead of making my salad at home, I had the Strawberry Poppyseed Whatever salad at Panera. It was actually 350 calories, so technically I was over by 50. But, I only had one cup of coffee (cream) instead of 2, and I put a little less feta in my eggs, so I think maybe I was closer to target than that. It was delicious and filling and physically satisfying. What I really wanted was that baguette, though. I took a big smell of it and threw it away. That was definitely harder than fasting the whole day. I love that bread!

I spent the rest of the evening obsessing about food and joking about whether or not I was allowed to set an alarm for 12:01am and eat a cupcake. The whole thing was silly, because I was NOT physically hungry. It is my emotional relationship with food that is the issue, for sure. I wanted to eat everything, but for no good reason other than comfort, I guess. I suppose one doesn’t get to be 100lbs overweight (only 20lbs currently) by having a healthy relationship with food. One step at a time.

I’m officially done fasting for week 1, and I will say THAT is a good feeling. Now I have to try to not eat back all the calories I cut over the next 4 days. I totally could, I know.

As of this morning, I was down 5lbs since Monday. Sadly, most of that will bounce back today. But, it was still nice to see that number, even for a fleeting moment. I will only count my Monday morning weights as “official”, but I’m still going to weigh in every morning because I’m a rebel like that.

I am sitting here typing this having been up for 90 minutes, and all I’ve had was my coffee. So even after all the dramatics last night, I didn’t hop out of bed and run straight for food. I plan on making a protein shake once the kids leave in 45 minutes. B

All in all, it’s going well I think!

Day 2

So, day 2 was an eating day. I expected to wake up ready to eat the world, but surprisingly I didn’t. It just seemed like any other day. Although I weighed a lot less (like 3.5lbs less). I knew much of it would come back the next day, but it was still encouraging. I guess from now I will just have to only count the Monday morning weight as “real”, since I’ll likely be fluctuating around quite a bit surrounding the fasting days.

I went about my business and didn’t eat breakfast until I’d been up for 2 hours, and even then I just had a Fiber One bar because I knew I was headed to the coffee shop to study. They have *the best* peanut buttery homemade granola bars, and I wanted one of those!

All told, I ate fairly ‘normally’. I didn’t go to BW3, even though I wanted to, but I did go out for Mexican with my son (I had fajitas) and Panera for dinner with my husband (my fave: Chopped Chicken Cobb with Avocado Salad). I had snacks throughout the day, and a couple pieces of chocolate covered toffee from Costco, and had no trouble staying around 2000. Yay.

I decided I’d target between 2000-2400 rather than trying to stick to one number or the other. That seemed to work well back in the day when WW gave you a range like that, so lets run with it.

I did start to wonder how wise I was to only put one eating day between my 2 fast days, but on the other hand, I like the idea of being free from Thurs-Sun, so we will see how it goes. Looking around the internet, I see that many people do Monday and Thursday, but my Friday run is too important to me to fast on Thursdays. And I WAS weakish yesterday. I tried to lift some weights but it was meh. Or maybe my heart just wasn’t in it. Could have been either.

So, today I fast again. Planning to eat the same meals I ate on Monday. Next week on Monday I’m going to replace the breakfast with a protein shake and see if that makes a difference. Seems like more protein would keep me full longer. But food is more emotionally satisfying. So, it’s hard to say.

Planning to run 3 miles this morning. Not sure how smart it is to burn off all the calories I eat, but I have to run some time. LOL

Day 1 in the books!

I didn’t die.

I’m not even lying when I say this: It wasn’t NEARLY as bad as I thought it would be.

I ate my breakfast around 8:45 and went about my day. I dropped my car off at the shop and walked home 3 miles. Later I walked another mile to pick up the rental. I drank a ton of water. I had a soccer game at 6:30pm. I was worried about how I’d be able to run, so I offered to be goalie. I ended up only playing goalie for half and field the second half, and actually felt fine (other than having to pee something fierce!).

I didn’t get home until 9pm to make my salad. So a full 12 hours between meals.

I’d say 2-3 times the hunger hit me a little, but within a few minutes (10 or so) it passed. I wasn’t even really that hungry for the salad. I could have gone without it. I forced myself to eat it, though.

Here it is, for 300 calories:

Romaine, cucumbers, strawberries, pecans, 1.5oz of rotisserie chicken, low fat bleu cheese and Kraft raspberry vinaigrette. I may have gone a bit overboard on the lettuce. LOL

All in all, it was an easy day. I think it was actually easier to just not eat all day than to try to figure out what I could have or couldn’t have, how many calories I had left, how many calories were in this or that and so on. I was barely hungry, and my energy level was fine. As an added bonus, I kept the water flowing, so I’m good and hydrated. I liked it! I’m actually looking forward to the next one – HOW WEIRD IS THAT, Y’ALL?

5:2 / The Fast Diet

It’s been a long time since I’ve posted. Geez.

I figured now was a good time to get back into it as I’m starting a new diet this week and I know people will have questions. So, I’ll get them all down here, as best I can.

Up until now, I’ve been following (or not following, as has been the case the last month or 2) a 1600 calorie a day diet. If I worked out, I allowed myself to eat those calories, as well. It was working, and it was pressuring me into exercising more, but I was miserable. I always felt like I wanted to eat more, and that I couldn’t have what I wanted. Which is what led me to eventually throwing in the towel and just eating whatever and not keeping track. I still kept the fact that I’m fat in the back of my mind, and tried not to go all in and still make halfway decent choices, but you can imagine how that went.

A friend of mine from the running group, Dan, posted that he was doing a diet where he fasts 2 days a week and eats whatever the other 5. I gave it a “hmm” and then didn’t think too much more about it. I saw him the other day, eating a big ass Panera cinnamon roll, and asked him how it was going. He said he’d been at it 3 weeks, and was down 3 pounds, and he was currently eating a big ass cinnamon roll, so I became a little more interested. Especially as he doesn’t appear to have 3lbs TO lose. I’ve got a good 30.

Long story still long, I ordered the book. It’s a quick read, so I had it done in 2 evenings. It would have probably been one, but I read in bed and I’m old and fall asleep easily. At any rate, the science behind the fasting was interesting – it goes back to the days when we were always feast or famine and how our bodies aren’t made to be fed non-stop. Cell regeneration begins when the food stops, etc. I do like the idea of being healthier.

Here’s a site that talks about it a bit more than I have here.

But, what I really like, is being able to eat ‘normally’ 5 days a week. I did a lot of math that I won’t bore you entirely with, but here’s the gist of it.

At 1600/day, I was consuming 11200 per week (not including exercise calories consumed or burned)
My BMR (calories I burn naturally doing nothing) is 1555
So my daily calorie intake to maintain my current weight (ain’t nobody got time fo dat!) is 2410 (I used ‘moderately active’).

2410×7 days = 16870 calories per week. In order to lose 1 pound per week, I would cut that by 3500, giving me 13370, or 1910 per day. Side note: This might explain why I was miserable. Although, on exercise days, I DID eat 1900+ and still felt like I wanted to EATALLTHEFOOD.

If I were to change that around to eating 500 on Monday and 500 on Wednesday, that would leave me 12370 to eat the other 5 days, or 2474 per day.

Notice, the weekly consumption is the same. But with 2474 calories per day, I can actually eat, and eat well, and eat what I want. If I can manage to keep that at 2000 with the fast days and all the exercise, I’d probably be closer to 1.5 per week. With 30 to lose, I think that’s reasonable enough.

The big question becomes: How will this effect my running. That was the first question I asked Dan, who runs 3478x more than I do. And better. He said the day OF the fast, it goes ok because he runs in the morning before the fast would have had any impact. It’s the day after that is the problem. Since I normally run on Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday, I decided Monday and Wednesday would be my days to try it.

And that today would be an even better Monday to try it, since I don’t intend to run today anyway.

I decided, as the book recommends, a small breakfast and dinner to spend my 500. There are other ways to spread it out, but that felt like the best fit. I’m going to try to keep the breakfast around 200, and dinner 300.

Today I made this:

1 egg, 2 egg whites, 1 cup of spinach, 1/8 c low fat feta with 1/2 cup strawberries. I also had 1 tbs cream in both of my 2 cups of coffee. Grand total: 206 calories.

Mental note to self, pick a not yellow plate to make eggs look more exciting.

Now I keep myself busy until dinner.

I might be going to bed at 5pm. Ha.

Diet Bet 2013

Have you heard of this site? You put your money into the pot, and then you have 4 weeks to lose 4% of your weight. Everyone in the pool who makes it evenly splits the pot. This is right up my alley.

I started a small one (probably too late to join, I suck at blogging) here and joined another that started today.

I’ve never made a new year’s resolution and I certainly do not intend to start now, but this sounds like a fun way to keep myself honest! Next time I’ll double the stakes.

At any rate, here’s how day 1 went down…

Ran 3 miles @ 10:40 pace.
Harder than it sounds as I still have a wicked cold and can’t really breathe. Breathing is handy.

Breakfast - 2 egg omelete with spinach and feta cheese and half an avocado with a gala apple

Lunch - Avocado Egg Salad on a whole wheat wrap with romaine, almonds and a sliced pear

Dinner – Salisbury Steaks with Garlic Mashed Potatoes and Brussel Sprouts

Not bad. It was ALL delicious, although a lot more work than telling Chipotle what to put in my bowl.

Tomorrow’s another day! I’m not saying I’m going to be able to keep up this blogging/eating perfectly thing forever, but it was at least fun today. LOL

Pride. In the Name of Fat.

Pride is a jagged little pill.

A couple months ago, after having been the same weight for over a year, I went and had my Lapband unfilled. I felt like I had a pretty good hold on my eating, and I was growing weary of the restriction I felt. I wanted to be able to eat without that uncomfortable sensation in my chest and I was struggling with what to eat for breakfast before a big run. I was sick of my standard oatmeal and yogurt and yearned for a bagel or Eggo with peanut butter. After 4 years without fries, and mostly without bread, I thought I had this thing in the bag. I run marathons, so surely between that and my new found healthy relationship with eating, I’d be good to go with this thing empty, right?

I wanted it completely unfilled. The nurse wanted to just take out a little. We compromised in the middle.

She was right. The amount I pressured her into taking out left me pretty much completely unrestricted. It took a couple weeks for me to figure that out, since I was still eating fairly cautiously at first, but oh did I figure it out. I can and will eat an entire 12″ sub at Subway. Even though I am getting turkey and veggies with no dressing, that’s still way more bread than I need to be eating. And french fries? I didn’t think I missed them until I had one. French Fries are my Chris Brown of eating. Even after 4 years apart, the bond is still there, and I’ve gone crawling back for more abuse.

Even though this is a WLS doctor who exclusively sees overweight patients, most of whom are even more eating disordered than I am, it still bruised the ego to get on that scale. I managed to eat back almost 20 pounds. I obviously can not be trusted around starch.

So, I swallowed my pride and drove down to Columbus for an appointment. I’m up 19 pounds in 6 months. I figured they’d only allow me a tiny fill, and then I’d have to come back a couple more times to get it to where it is working better for me. Lucky for me, they were a bit more sensitive to my plight. Not the fatness plight. The one where I am a self-pay patient, and the other one where I live 2.5 hours away from the place.

During my June appointment, they removed 2.8cc of saline, leaving me with 3cc in the band (“basically nothing” in there, she called it). Today they put 1.5cc back in (it holds 10cc). So, I’m about where I probably should have been in June, except for me being super stubborn. I’m on liquids until tomorrow, then we shall see what happens. I’m looking for somewhere between “I ate one fry and now I need to vomit” and “slap a cow between these 2 loaves of bread, will ya?”.

If nothing else, I have a renewed hope.

Funny side note, they are always pretty excited about my progress down there. Lapbands do not traditionally have the same successes as the more radical weight loss surgeries. In fact, the average weight loss after 3 years is 47% of your excess weight. So, 47lbs if you needed to lose 100. I’m almost 4 years out, and even with my added 19 pounds, I’m still down 70% of my excess. Not too shabby. But, I want to be back at 90%!

*Bonus points if you picked up on all the song/music references in this post. I need a life.