Sunday, March 11, 2012

The Beginning

And here I am. I've been wanting to start a blog for a while, not to gain notoriety, but to let my mind vomit, if you will. I'm aware that I just used the word vomit in a dieters blog...no correlation people :) A little background about me: I just turned 30 (eep!), am married, and have 0 children. I'm a grad student in psychology and no, I really have no idea why you had such and such dreams last night.

I like to eat. No, I love to eat. I live to eat. You can call me a foodie if that makes you feel better. I like the term because it's more socially acceptable than food-aholic. I know I'm not alone when I say that I both love and hate food. The problem is that I like really good food. Not just a pizza, but pizza with proscuitto and bacon on it. Fro yo is good, but Haagen Daaz is better. Who wants a vodka tonic when you can have a sugar-rimed grapefruit martini? If I could, I would install a chocolate fountain in my kitchen. And working out? Um, not so much. I like yoga, but when is the last time I've actually gone to the studio?

But, there are problems with my lifestyle. Lately I've found that I can't fit into my jeans. Not just one pair, but ALL of them. Even the fat day, it's-that-time-of-the-month, jeans. The other day, I had to do that hair rubber band trick on the button at the top to get them to stay on. If you don't know what that is, it's what pregnant ladies do to extend the life of their jeans...



Not super-cute. I try to hide these tricks from my husband. Of course he would understand, but how embarrassing! Now, I realize that I'm telling many strangers and some not-so-strange about this, but it's only because I've made a choice. A choice to leave the rubber bands for my hair. A choice to eat the damn fro yo. To actually go to that yoga studio I talk about. The time is now.

Recently, I was pulled into a Jillian Michael's infomercial: Body Revolution. Also known as, "Let's spend way too much money on things we can do without". However, I purchased this because of the promise for a better me. A me free from muffin tops and camis that hide my back fat. A me that doesn't wake up feeling bloated and guilty from the binging the night before. A new and improved me. If Jillian can whip up athletes from Biggest Loser contestants, why not me? So, here is the start of my journey. I hope you enjoy it and can relate. I hope I can both inspire and be inspired.

My starting weight was 155.8 lbs. and I'm 5'6''. Not too bad, but I'm mostly fat. I'd like to change that.

This last Monday I started the "cleanse" portion of the Body Revolution program (calling it BR for short). This past week has been ridiculous. It's basically like a Mediterranean Diet. Lean proteins, veggies, olive oil and nuts. The kickers here...wait for it...NO SUGAR. NO FLOUR. NO ALCOHOL. Ok, it's just one week. I can do this. And I have (almost). Monday and Tuesday, I had the biggest headaches!!! Serious withdrawals going on. But after that, things got easier. I went to dinner and a hockey game on Friday night and ordered steak and extra veggies for dinner. Not too bad. Had a corona light (off the plan). Yesterday I entered a minefield of diet sabotage: The Baby Shower. There were things wrapped in bacon, stuffed mushrooms, yummy breads, delicious punch, cupcakes, and home-made cake pops (I LOVE cake pops). And I had....WATER. Seriously, I just had water. I can't believe I did it.




I start the workouts tomorrow. I also have my first weigh-in tomorrow. I will keep you posted.

Life is good.

Claire