lara
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I've decided that I've seriously had enough with being overweight. I work seriously irregular hours and have fallen into a habit of not having breakfast, eating on the run and not exercising. Between my crappy lifestyle and going off BC pills a year ago, I've gained a pile of weight.
I'm 67 kilos now (147.4 pounds), this time last year I weighed 57 kilos (125.4 pounds). I'm only 5'6", so the weight is really showing on my thighs and tummy. I've never carried weight on my gut before, so pulling on an old favourite pair of jeans and seeing everything puffing over like a cheese souffle was a real wake-up call.
I went to the doctors last week to discuss my action plan and she gave me a once over check-up. My blood pressure is still super-low, my heart is fine, cholestrerol is 3 and my blood-sugar normal. In that respect I'm doing grand, but I need to lose at least 5 kilos to be considered healthy and 10 kilos to be at my personal best.
Mostly I want to drop the weight to feel healthier (right now I feel sluggish and uncomfortable) and to stop any fat settling and becoming difficult to move. Being chubby is also affecting my work because I'm finding it harder to actively get involved in shoots, especially becaue I do a lot of OL work that requires climbing, walking and generally being active. I've also found that I'm not getting as much respect from clients as I was when I was slimmer, plus I feel like a big ungainly fatso when I'm standing next to size 4 models who are bitching about how much weight they've gained :roll:. Being able to walk into a shop and buy something off the rack without hunting for the last pair of size 14's in the store would also be a fantastic bonus.
My task list:
01. Go to the doctor and discuss why I've gained so much weight after going off Yasmin BC (oestrogen+progesterone) and switching over to a progesterone-only IUD. After some discussion with my doc, she's decided to trial me for 6 months on Yasmin in addition to my Mirena IUD. I lost a lot of weight when I first took Yasmin, so we're working on the assumption that the oestrogen helped to regulate some hormone imbalances that were contributing to my weight. If it helps in any way that would be fantastic, but I'm not pinning my hopes on it being a cure-all.
02. Get moving again. My building has a lap pool and I live right next to a beautiful large inner-city park, so I have no excuse not to at least walk once 'round it every day and/or do some laps with my little kickboard. I'm limited a little in exercise by a bad knee, so at my next physio appointment I'm going to ask what other fitness routines he recommends.
03. Fix up my diet. My diet used to be lots of steamed veggies with lashings of lemon juice and uncooked sesame seeds, steamed white fish, lean meat once or twice a week and I didn't keep much in the way of chips, biscuits and lollies in the house. I've since moved in with DH and fell into the trap of eating his blokey diet (lots of meat, one or two token veggies cooked into oblivion and laden with butter, etc) and there are always an abundance of sweet biscuits and chips available. No more excuses! I used to really love my fresh veggies and whatnot, so god knows why I started eating like him. Less squabbling, I suppose. I also find myself at work eating from terrible places of temptation like the craft catering tables, which are a sugar-loaded paradise. Time to start bringing a little lunch box of yummy and healthy snacks with me on jobs and resist all the cinnamon rolls and other treats they keep waving at me.
04. Encourage DH to support me in this. This is the big one, I suppose. We could both do to lose a bit of weight and improve our eating habits. He finishes work before I do and usually does the shopping and makes dinner, so I need/want him to actually buy what I've written on the shopping list, not whatever looks good at the time. Stuff like that, you know? He's a grown man and can't be bullied into eating better, but I'd eat least like a bit of pro-active support. He likes me just the way I am, but I don't like me how I am.
Anyway! This was very long winded, but the short version is: I don't like what I've let myself become, ergo it's time for me to kick myself in the pants and start doing something about it.
I'm 67 kilos now (147.4 pounds), this time last year I weighed 57 kilos (125.4 pounds). I'm only 5'6", so the weight is really showing on my thighs and tummy. I've never carried weight on my gut before, so pulling on an old favourite pair of jeans and seeing everything puffing over like a cheese souffle was a real wake-up call.
I went to the doctors last week to discuss my action plan and she gave me a once over check-up. My blood pressure is still super-low, my heart is fine, cholestrerol is 3 and my blood-sugar normal. In that respect I'm doing grand, but I need to lose at least 5 kilos to be considered healthy and 10 kilos to be at my personal best.
Mostly I want to drop the weight to feel healthier (right now I feel sluggish and uncomfortable) and to stop any fat settling and becoming difficult to move. Being chubby is also affecting my work because I'm finding it harder to actively get involved in shoots, especially becaue I do a lot of OL work that requires climbing, walking and generally being active. I've also found that I'm not getting as much respect from clients as I was when I was slimmer, plus I feel like a big ungainly fatso when I'm standing next to size 4 models who are bitching about how much weight they've gained :roll:. Being able to walk into a shop and buy something off the rack without hunting for the last pair of size 14's in the store would also be a fantastic bonus.
My task list:
01. Go to the doctor and discuss why I've gained so much weight after going off Yasmin BC (oestrogen+progesterone) and switching over to a progesterone-only IUD. After some discussion with my doc, she's decided to trial me for 6 months on Yasmin in addition to my Mirena IUD. I lost a lot of weight when I first took Yasmin, so we're working on the assumption that the oestrogen helped to regulate some hormone imbalances that were contributing to my weight. If it helps in any way that would be fantastic, but I'm not pinning my hopes on it being a cure-all.
02. Get moving again. My building has a lap pool and I live right next to a beautiful large inner-city park, so I have no excuse not to at least walk once 'round it every day and/or do some laps with my little kickboard. I'm limited a little in exercise by a bad knee, so at my next physio appointment I'm going to ask what other fitness routines he recommends.
03. Fix up my diet. My diet used to be lots of steamed veggies with lashings of lemon juice and uncooked sesame seeds, steamed white fish, lean meat once or twice a week and I didn't keep much in the way of chips, biscuits and lollies in the house. I've since moved in with DH and fell into the trap of eating his blokey diet (lots of meat, one or two token veggies cooked into oblivion and laden with butter, etc) and there are always an abundance of sweet biscuits and chips available. No more excuses! I used to really love my fresh veggies and whatnot, so god knows why I started eating like him. Less squabbling, I suppose. I also find myself at work eating from terrible places of temptation like the craft catering tables, which are a sugar-loaded paradise. Time to start bringing a little lunch box of yummy and healthy snacks with me on jobs and resist all the cinnamon rolls and other treats they keep waving at me.
04. Encourage DH to support me in this. This is the big one, I suppose. We could both do to lose a bit of weight and improve our eating habits. He finishes work before I do and usually does the shopping and makes dinner, so I need/want him to actually buy what I've written on the shopping list, not whatever looks good at the time. Stuff like that, you know? He's a grown man and can't be bullied into eating better, but I'd eat least like a bit of pro-active support. He likes me just the way I am, but I don't like me how I am.
Anyway! This was very long winded, but the short version is: I don't like what I've let myself become, ergo it's time for me to kick myself in the pants and start doing something about it.
