Sooooo, by March I'd gotten down to 269. The day before my birthday, to be exact. And then I went back up to 273 and have stayed there, pretty much ever since. I might have fluctuated by a pound on either side but pretty much 273. And this was AFTER my doctor had commended me for losing "10" pounds when I saw him in January. (Ten is in quotes because what he doesn't know is that I gained five pounds after my previous visit and then lost those five and ten more so its more like 15 pounds I'd lost since he'd seen me in July.) But I'm due to see him again in August and I'm apparently stuck again. Not that I've been all that diligent in trying, but, I wasn't all that diligent in trying before, either, and I lost those 10/15lbs. I think my body just hates me.
On the plus side of things, my foot is feeling somewhat better after investing some moo-lah into some really good shoes for the spring/summer...Chacos. I was fortunate to catch them on sale for half price and I love them! When I get home from work I can actually still walk without all the brutal pain. (I have mentioned here about my bout out plantar fasciitis, right? A painful foot condition I've been saddled with for nearly a year now?) On the un-plus side (negative, Steve) my knees are acting up again. They like to switch hit. One day it'll be my left knee killing me and then the next day it's my right knee. What's REALLY fun is when they kill me simultaneously. #Can'tWinForLosing
As you can see from my previous few posts, I tried the whole food diary thing and failed. Truth is, I just don't have the energy to document and photograph everything I eat. And it isn't because I eat a ton (believe it or not, I really don't) but I just usually end up eating on the fly, more often than not so the food diary becomes a lot of playing catch up. Very rarely do my meal plans actually see any follow through. I do actually make meal plans but outside factors tend to undo them. Outside factors like last minute invites to eat out. Or I'm too tired to cook so I eat cheese and crackers instead. That kind of thing.
Ugh. I feel like I'm always making excuses. And they don't feel like excuses so much as reasons but I guess at the end of the day, reasons and excuses are a lot alike. I just wish eating/cooking/meal planning weren't so hard. Like, I wish I were the type of person who could just eat the same thing on loop for the rest of my life...like Andie Mitchell who lost half her weight a bunch of years ago and swears by eating salads for lunch every day and how it keeps her in check. I tried it and two days in I was ready to slit my wrists while I cried. No exaggerating. I tried eating low calorie sandwiches every day for lunch and felt like banging my head against a brick wall. I try mixing it up with different things but get so bored with lunch options. Corn dogs. Salads. Sandwiches. And I have to bring my lunch to work with me so it has to be something I can easily pack and reheat or assemble. And I need it to be affordable because, hello, limited grocery budget has to cover three meals a day, dog treats/food and all the regular household/toiletries/etc.
I know I could cut out some eating out expenses/calories but it keeps me from becoming too terribly bored with my otherwise limited meal options. And there go more excuses/reasons/why I'm still fat.
But enough rambling. I've got 11 weeks to lost 10 more pounds and blow the socks off my doctor (and maybe fit back into a couple more items of clothes I can no longer wear) so I've got to get this figured out. Healthy meal options that don't make me suicidal and some light exercising that will help push me along without giving my knees and feet motive for murder. I CAN DO THIS SO HELP ME JESUS AND JESUS IS THE ONLY WAY I CAN DO THIS!
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