Monday, October 29, 2012

Storm Siege

I woke bored and hungry, not a good combination for what's going to be at least 36 hours housebound. I'm starting out trying to counter the boredom with taste.



This is a morning antipasto. Shelf stable hard salami, part of my storm supplies, grape tomatoes, and white Stilton with apricots.

I've been racing to get ready for three days, and now all I can do is wait. I'm about to lose myself in a book for a couple of hours, with the thought I'll probably still have power through today so I can cook meat from the freezer later.

I may try to update during the day. Blog question: if I periodically update in the same post, do the updates go at the top or bottom?

IPhone uPdate

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Cook-free day

Yesterday was awfully busy, I was on the go from 6 am. I have set things up to make food convenient without being too terrible. I managed to deal with only feeding myself- not the family- and everything was prepared.




This is MyFitnessPal for yesterday. I got a hit on every barcode- and 100% of yesterday's food was barcoded.

Maybe a fuller review of MFP at another time but a couple of quick impressions: estimating food made from scratch is made more difficult by the very large database because the numbers vary a lot. Also, I think it may be giving me too much credit for the activity transferred from my Bodymedia armband. But MFP sure gets all Trader Joe's codes, most of which Weight Watcher's does not have.

iPhone uPdate

Friday, October 26, 2012

Resolutions, Plans and Strategies

Just a quick update, to fill in status on a few things.

I made a resolution to leave my building at least once a day during the week day, back when school started in September.  I'm doing that pretty well. I've been conscious of only two days when I chose to stay inside to eat my brown bag lunch and just work. My side of the National Mall has many fewer restaurants than the other, including much sparser pickings for sandwich and salad lunch spots.  That has been remedied by food truck heaven. It turns out my corner is the largest concentration of the new food trucks in the city most days.  We get a solid dozen different choices each day.  Net effect on me? I walk less and eat worse. Food trucks have sandwiches, curries and kebabs and stir fries over rice, and cup cakes and frozen yogurt. Sometimes tacos. Almost no-one offers a salad.  Yesterday's butter chicken (with spinach and cauliflower sides) was not the best I'd ever had, but it was darn good and spicy enough I needed the rice.

Running?  Not so much. I tried to motivate myself by signing up for more races, but I went through a spate of feeling truly lousy and feeble. I even tried to run, and just couldn't do it. Maybe it was a mild virus, because the worst has passed and my energy is a bit up and I really want to do it. But the pace at work right now does not permit getting in any extra exercise. So the Dead Man's Run I signed up for? I went to Historic Congressional Cemetery and picked up my t shirt, and walked around a bit, and called it a night.  Very cool T though - I'll be wearing it on Halloween. Perhaps I'll try to shuffle around the block on Sunday.

Snacking at night? Well, after just a few days, I've got a good record. But it may not really count - I leave the kids house each night (earlier than usual this week because I've brought work home every night), brush my teeth and that's that. But it doesn't count because before tonight, there weren't actually any snacks in my house. At least no chocolate ones. But I stopped at Trader Joe's to stock up before the storm, and a significant amount of my favorite junk food found its way into my cart and my house. (All shelf-stable of course, for when the power goes out.) So at this minute, the only thing keeping me from noshing is my minty-fresh breath. So based on a small sample, this strategy is working. I put everything away, out of sight, and none of it is opened.  I know from my reading on willpower, that it definitely saps your reserves to have to see something reminding you, and each time quell the impulse to reach for it. Hopefully, I won't hear it calling me from inside the cupboard.  (Which maybe begs the question, why did I buy it if I don't want to eat it? I'm not sure I'm up to exploring that question at this moment.)

And another new strategy - track and get social! I am currently using MyFitnessPal to track, and I've connected with a couple of friends (hoping to connect with more! let me know if you are in) and I'm liking it. It has a good database, a pretty good interface, it syncs between my iphone, ipad and computer, and it even sucks in my data from my little armband calorie-expenditure device.

Enough for now. I'm up at five to go move my boat before the hurricane gets here.

Monday, October 22, 2012

Night Cravings

I've got a real issue with night cravings. I can be very conscious and eat my vegetables and fruit all day, but my evenings end up home alone, and I snack. Sometimes a snack a lot.  By a lot, I mean I might eat popcorn, followed by a bowl of cereal, followed by a few or more than a few of my favorite Dove Dark Promises.  This much is unusual, luckily, but it happened.  And every single night, there are these kinds of incidents.  The munchies just consume me. If it was a bad day, I'll even eat until its uncomfortable, and get off the couch to search the kitchen for more.

Reviewing various food logs over the past few months makes it clear - this is the danger zone. This is the behavior I need to target.  The other big danger zone is late afternoon at work. I'm more successful at not eating too much then, only because the options are very bad.  But I get restless and want to have something in my mouth. I have been known to visit the vending machines. Pretzels and oreos and chocolate chip cookies, and even fritos, have been known to emerge.

I'm trying to target this behavior and change it for both time zones.  I'm very aware of both, but my strategies will be different.  For work, I should have fancy waters and fruit.  Apples can be my savior there. Maybe even carrots. Something that will enter my mouth and let me know I'm eating something.

But evenings, I think I have to just say no. During the Big Loss fifteen years ago, I was on an eating plan that had a wacky idea - the evening meal could involve any food I wanted, in any quantity I wanted, but it all had to be consumed in one hour. After that, nothing for the rest of the day. This was the original Carbohydrate Addict's diet, and it was based on some fairly dubious theories on managing insulin. The idea was carbs cause you to release insulin, which makes you want more carbs. But there mentioned a second release of insulin if you keep eating for a long time, and that was more damaging. I haven't seen anyone else in the diet world ever think there was anything valid about the one-hour time limit.

On this diet, there was no snacking at all.  And they said it was better to skip breakfast than to eat the wrong foods for breakfast. Starches were restricted to dinner only. Breakfast and lunch needed to be protein focused - small amounts of vegetables but very little fruit was allowed. Dinner was to be divided into thirds - protein, vegetables, and starch (including dessert). You could eat as much as you wanted, but you had to match your carb intake with equal sized portions of meat and veggies and finish in an hour. Fat?  Not an issue.  It just came along for the ride with the meat and vegetables. So a typical day for me could include eggs and bacon for breakfast, chicken caesar salad for lunch (no croutons and dressing checked for carb count), and steak and broccoli with sour cream and parmesan for dinner, with a brownie or cookies for dessert.  Then, the kitchen was shut down.

Even if the insulin release theory is hooey, the fact is I was able to stick to this diet for eighteen months and I lost (peak to valley, even if only for one day on each end) 50 pounds. I went about a year with no plateau, just a steady loss. And today I'm still 35 pounds below that peak.

So I think closing the kitchen is the thing. I should go brush my teeth right after dinner and not allow anything else to pass my lips.  Except for my take-before-bed cholesterol medicine, of course, which will involve a high-risk trip into the kitchen.  I'm going to give this a try for a few days and see how it goes.

I have intermittently been reading The Power of Habit, which I wrote about here.  I have a bad habit in the evenings, and I need to break the habit.  What the book says, is that you cannot actually break a habit.  But you can overlay an old habit with a new habit.  I need a new cue, response, reward cycle to replace the "come home, flop on couch with snack (which is its own reward)" cycle. Come home, brush teeth, and flop on couch to .... watch Dr. Who (my latest streaming video vice)?  Shop on internet? Need to get a reward built into this. Maybe tally my calories and rejoice they are so low, using my fun gadgets.

Hmmm....

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Stuck


I've been stuck forever. Maybe I should call it maintenance.

















This graph shows 2011 and 2012. The center is 150 pounds, and the red lines show the band from 148 to 152.  I hit 152 pounds on the way down on January 11, 2011, and 150 on February 5. Since then, my body has really settled in at that weight.

First, the perspective. I started this blog, and this weight loss cycle, in January 2010.  My peak was TWENTY-EIGHT POUNDS higher than the 150 plateau. Look at this:

















So this is the good news, and it is really good news.  The weight I've been for the past two years is less than the weight I was for a good part of the last twenty-nine years I've been keeping track. I don't hate the way I look, and my wardrobe has also been able to stabilize. I take pleasure in shopping and looking in the mirror. This is the good news - but perhaps being content has caused me to lose motivation to do more.

Look at these patterns again:


There are some conclusions to be gained by studying these patterns, especially when I go back and look at food diaries, etc.

The set point seems to work both up and down - I can lose weight, but it pops back on again. But I can indulge and drift and eat more and exercise less, and the weight only slowly adds up. When I start paying attention, a small amount of weight comes off easily and quickly.


What this looks like to me is I can only lose weight (or start losing weight, at least) by a blitz.  Without a blitz, my weight will gradually drift upwards.  What is a "blitz"?  It is tracking, and cutting back seriously to stay within the limits. And it is exercising.  But I've fallen off the wagon after a couple of weeks of blitz, and inexorably the weight starts to creep back up.

So do I want to pay attention enough to do a blitz? Right now, as we embark on the dark dreary eating season?  When I've not been seriously unhappy about how I look?

This is a question I'm not sure I can answer easily or at once. It will take time to decide, and time to prove it. But drifting upwards without making a decision would be REALLY stupid.  And the fact is I have been feeling very bad recently. Work stress and teen stress is taking a major toll on me. I can't separate out the bad way my body and mind feel as being caused by stress, or by the relatively unhealthy way I've been eating and not exercising. Because of some extraordinary stresses, I've been indulging myself with silly sweets and carbs, and with passing up the need to move. But I need to understand that these things are not indulgences - they are not taking care of myself, they are only making things worse.

If I know its going to be a stressful day at work, I need to understand that it will be better if I get some exercise in first, and better still if I eat well and deliciously.

Today, a sunny warm day, I went for a beginner's interval walk/run. I'm about to head to the grocery store, and I want to make healthy choices for the coming week.  I'm not prepared to take a vow yet, but I am willing to make some baby steps towards getting things back under control.

I am clear on this - I want to at a minimum maintain in this range.  I am NOT going to drift back up. I am NOT.

Let me close with a link to Jeanette Fulda, a blogger I follow who is often an inspiration.  I echo the sentiments in this post of hers:  Thanks for Sticking Around.