Posts Tagged ‘concious eating’

I must be near the bottom now

February 23, 2009

… because I don’t think I can go much lower.  Yesterday was the culmination of two weeks heading mostly down a slippery slope. We had a buffet and some friends round, and I can’t even remember what I ate but I know it included pretty much a whole Pavlova and a whole bunch of other sugary stuff. I slept 10 hours last night too – I hardly ever sleep more than 6. I think that’s the sugar. This morning my wife, bless her, took all the remaining cakes and biscuits with her in the car when she went out.  She even remembered the caramel squares from Thorntons, with their crystallised sugar which (like meringue) is pretty much crack cocaine for me. As those went in the bag I felt a little cry of anguish inside me, and almost stopped her from taking them.

It’s hard to believe that less than 3 weeks ago I felt in almost total control with food, was losing weight nice and steadily, and really looking forward to a summer where I’d be several stones lighter than last year. Now, hear I sit, back in my fatter jeans, like a pathetic washed up junkie. At least that’s how I felt last night and first thing this morning. I’m getting a bit more of a grip now. I don’t like being the person I was yesterday one bit. Today will just be hour by hour – I have to fight back somehow.

I still don’t understand me

February 18, 2009

It’s all a struggle at the moment, and I’m very frustrated. Bad habits that I’d stopped without any problem in January are back with a vengeance. Yesterday I ate a normal sensible breakfast (porridge/fruit/oj), a restrained and delicious business lunch – declining desert – and all was going well. Then I missed my train which created a potential derailment problem (for me, not the train) and decided to have dinner in McDonald’s while waiting for the next one. But still, I was restrained, sort of. After a battle with myself I avoided ordering anything sweet.  This, I thought, was a seminal moment and highly encouraging. And yet, just before I went to bed, I scoffed 4 mini sponge cakes, three hobnobs and a packet of crisps, in a matter of 5 minutes or so.

Why why why why why why why??? I can’t begin to understand this. I wasn’t hungry, wasn’t suffering any particular cravings, and was on my way to bed. There was no problem at all. And I got no noticeable pleasure from the food either. Maybe I was slightly frustrated with my day, maybe I was slightly annoyed by my self-destructive behavior in staying up so late again for no particularly good reason. But then again, maybe I’m over-analysing everything. Maybe I’m simply insane.  Sometimes I really think I might be, in a little way. I’m not dangerous if you meet me on the street or anything like that, and in most aspects of life I’m quite rational. I’m capable of supervising my children without losing or killing them, I even manage to run a business. But with food I actually seem to self-harm, just as much as a teenage girl who stabs herself repeatedly with scissors.

I don’t even have a theory, much less a conclusion. But I’m suffering from compulsive eating again this month when I thought it was a thing of the past. Today wasn’t too bad, but that’s mostly because there was nothing sweet in the house bar the last mini sponge cake and a dozen jelly beans, all of which I ate before lunch. Also had 3 bags of crisps and grazed at the children’s chips when it was their tea time (but not mine). So really no improvement in behavior, just less opportunity to misbehave.

Tomorrow’s another day. My goal for tomorrow is simple to walk to the station and pay attention to what I eat. I’m not even going to try and restrict it, because it won’t work in my present frame of mind, and nothing fails like failure.

Square 1

February 13, 2009

This week has gone from bad to worse. After letting go at the weekend, instead of picking up where I left of on Monday I’ve just slipped further and further back to my old ways. Yesterday, my diet consisted of a full english breakfast, a donner kebab and chips, 3 cadbury’s creme eggs, a crunchie, and a slice of coffe cake. In other words a big bucket of lard and sugar.  The only slight hint of any positive progress was that I didn’t (quite) finish everything at my two meals, but that really is clutching at straws.

I’m worried that I’ve now had three days of “fresh start” that has lapsed into complete failure. This is a familiar pattern from dieting days, and one I am desperate to avoid. So today’s goals are just

a) Have a proper breakfast, i.e porridge/fruit/OJ – tick

b) Walk to the station & back. Done the first half, and difficult to get out of the walk back now. No reason to either, the weather is fine & mild, and I’d rather walk than take a bus any day.

Not setting any other goals today. Tomorrow my goal is to have a decent walk, at least an hour, and eat slower & more conciously, and that’s it. I need to get some success chalked up.

Weekend away

February 9, 2009

This weekend we left the kids with my Mum and went away to a hotel. I knew this would be a big test of my reformed eating, and I failed with flying colours. In the end I decided to not worry about it as I had the sense I was just going to ruin the weekend without achieving anything if I did. So I decided to settle for using it as a learning experience.

What have I learned? A few things.

1. Hotel breakfast buffets and newspapers are a dangerous combination. The buffet encourages too much food on the plate, the paper stops me eating conciously. Reading the paper is part of the pleasure of being away – with young children and a busy work life I never get to do it at home. So my lesson is that I have to recognise I probably won’t eat as conciously as I should, and therefore concentrate on what goes on the plate in the first place. This is the reverse to my usual aim, which is not to worry about what goes on the plate as I try to eat conciously and stop when no longer hungry.

2. Drinking makes me eat more. Hardly a revelation I guess, but worth reminding myself of this one.

3. I’m not sure I really enjoy drinking all that much any more, beyond a glass or two of wine with a meal. Maybe I should knock it on the head, I don’t think I’d miss it much.

4. Set menus in chinese restaurants – probably most restaurants – result in a ridiculously large amount of food being served. I was full enough to stop after the starters, but ploughed on through two more courses because I didn’t want to ruin the night by being a misery.

5. Despite anticipating it and telling myself not to in advance, I still grazed the danish pastries while at the breakfast  buffet filling my plate. Pathetic. Must do much better.

6. England may actually be worse at cricket than I am at eating sensibly.

Let it snow

February 4, 2009

This week I have discovered a new form of excercise – shovelling snow. We have about 8-10 inches at the moment, and on Tuesday the kids stayed home and I got quite a bit of excercise building a snowman and an attempt at an igloo (not very successful). Then this morning I had to clear a path down the drive for my wife to do the school run, with a silly little shovel not designed for the purpose – that was hard work.

Walked to/from the station again today, and also had walks of over an hour on Sunday and Tuesday, so I’m having a good week for excercise already. Will probably walk to station at least once more this week, because it’s easier than digging my car up! Not quite so good for food, slipping back into snacking and deserts quite a bit and portion sizes may have crept up at the odd meal too. It hasn’t been terrible, but several biscuits a day kind of thing. One day was much worse – Monday I think. Today has been better. Been struggling to catch up with work all week and when I’m chasing my tail like this I can easily drift into a short term mode where nothing but surviving the day matters, and then I lose motivation. Also missed my proper breakfast Monday/Tuesday – that always mucks my day up. Porridge rocks!

I’ve been staring at red things a lot following my last hypnotherapy session, which are supposed to increase my motivation. Is it working? I don’t think so really. I’m also struggling with the hypnotherapy MP3 this week, have abandoned it part way twice because I just couldn’t get into it. Maybe it’s just got too repetitive, or maybe I’m just in the wrong frame of mind.

Ordered my Swingball on Ebay on Sunday, still waiting for it to show up. Not that I would get much use of it just now with all the snow, which doesn’t look like going any time soon.  But I still want to get my hands on it, it’s another positive step.

Making headway

January 29, 2009

Today was good. I’m fairly sure my staple breakfast is key to everything. When I have a good start the rest of the day falls into place more. Today I had three light meals, did allow myself a slice of cake after one and a mini ice cream after dinner, but haven’t eaten anything at all between meals. Had a walk to the local town and back too, and for the first time I actually strode back up the hill to my house with some purpose. I attacked it. It’s no longer a challenge simply to put one foot in front of the other and make it to the top, I’ve moved on a stage. I’ve taken an important step towards my fitness challenge, and it feels really good.

I also weighed myself  for the first time this year. I wasn’t planning on doing this but I needed some confirmation of my progress after a couple of not so great days. I’ve lost about 15lbs since mid December, probably almost all this month. My bad breath problem seems to be under control too, don’t know if it’s the mouthwash or whether it’s just cleared up by itself.

I have another hypnotherapy session tomorrow, which I’m looking forward to. It’s not midnight yet and I’m leaving my tax return and all the other stuff I should have done by now and prioritising looking after myself. I’ll get the return done online tomorrow with any luck, and if I don’t I’ll just pay the fine.  Sorting my health out is more important, so I’m going to bed, not a little elated. Life is good.

Re-invigorating lifestyle changes

January 29, 2009

I think one of the biggest challenges anyone trying to lose weight or make other changes in their life faces is when, after an initial positive change, they start to drift back to their old ways and have to give the change a kick start. I’m at that point now. The last few days I’ve been getting progressively worse and am not following my new rules. Yesterday was a mess, only had one proper meal but grazed most of the afternoon on biscuits and odd sandwiches, whether hungry or not. I also failed to deliver on other initiatives I had planned – in particular I hardly left my desk all day apart from to get food, when the plan was to take regular breaks and walk round the garden or something.

Why?

The only explanation I have is bad habits. I had no strong cravings, I didn’t get into a battle of wills, I just lost focus and drifted back to my old ways. It is almost like a computer being re-booted, except slowly over a few days. The new lifestyle habits are evidently still only stored in my RAM, and the old habits are firmly etched on my hard drive. I need to find a way to delete them and “save” my new life. Possibly literally.

It’s frustrating to keep taking two steps forward and one back, but perhaps I need to focus on less things at once until I can make them habits.  I’ve been going to bed much too late, and some days this has impacted in the mornings in that I’ve had breakfast too late, or not at all. That’s not good.

Today I managed my stable porridge breakfast, so the day has already started better. I’m now going to mostly try and do the following

– take a break from my desk every 60-90 mins and go outside for 5 mins

– drink water if I’m tempted to eat between means, and if that doesn’t stop the urge, ask myself out loud if I am hungry, and if so whether what I’m about to eat is the best solution.

– go to bed before midnight

I’ve also become rather lax at listening to my hypnotherapy MP3, which I’m supposed to do at least twice a week. I’ll do that on my next break.

The day the wheels came off

January 27, 2009

Oh dear. Fallen apart at the seams today, for no apparent reason other than a lack of focus. I had no particularly stressful incidents, no strong cravings, no excuses at all really. Everything was going fine until early afternoon, then my daughter brought me a biscuit she had made. I couldn’t tell her I didn’t want it, so I put it on my desk, then half an hour later picked it up and ate it. That opened the floodgates, and during the rest of the day I made several raids on my wife’s not-so-secret chocolate stash and the biscuit tin, and worst of all polished off an abandoned gingerbread man while warming up my evening meal.

I don’t have anything humorous to say about this, I’m just really annoyed with myself. I’m going to bed in disgrace.

A triumphant day

January 22, 2009

Yesterday was a very good day. It’s funny, because on any of my 27 (approx) previous big initiatives to lose weight, I’d have though it was a bad day. My calorie consumption was slightly on the high side I suspect – don’t know exactly but I’m guessing at lunch as I ate in a restaurant. BUT, the old me would have eaten twice as much at least. And as I’m now concerned with changing habits for life rather than precisely how many grams of fat I may or may not have burned off in one day, there were some great positives.

#1 – Had a business lunch for the first time this year, quite an important meeting. I therefore wasn’t too focused on the food, as I had to concentrate on the meeting, and being a man, can only think of one thing at once.  Here’s the great thing. Without really thinking about it, and without trying, I just naturally put down my fork with quite a lot of Spaghetti Carbonara left on the plate, and pushed it away. Not because it wasn’t nice, it was lovely, but because I had had enough. And the lady I was meeting, who I would guess is a size 8 at most and very glamorous, ordered the same and cleared her plate!

#2 – I wore my belt on the fifth loop all day, and am doing so again today. I bought this belt on 5 Jan and was using the third loop then. It’s a bit tight now, but definitely a bit too loose on the 4th.

#3 I smashed my own world record* for walking from the station to my house (the long way round) by 6 minutes, coming in at the 34 minute mark. Disappointingly, I still had to have one puffing and panting stop 3/4 of the way up the hill, but I’m going to do it all in one go soon.

#4 I didn’t eat between meals apart from an apple when I got home late at night, or anything sweet at mealtimes.

*It’s fair to say that this particular world record is not one that is focused on by many of the worlds top athletes, as the IOC have yet to introduce “walking from the station to my house (the long way round)” as an official Olympic event. This is disappointing, but does increase my chances of hanging on to the record. I am the official timekeeper too, and operating anonymously, so that’s gotta help. Whatever, it was a personal best.

Things that lead to problem eating

January 19, 2009

I thought I’d try and summarise my learning so far, and come up with a list of things that lead me to eat when/what I shouldn’t. I’ll probably add to it over time. If anyone else would like to add any observations of their own, I’d be really interested. I’ve made up some names for the categories that didn’t have names, because it seemed like a good idea;

Fidget eating – this is when I eat because I’m bored or restless. Typically I’ll be working from home, and get up for a wander about – but wander straight to the kitchen as the only natural destination.

coping strategy – have alternative destinations. My plan was to go to the end of the garden and look at the view next time I feel similarly restless. Today, however, I would need a complete change of clothes when I got back, and possibly a pack of huskies to get there. So I will content myself with wandering round the house or just getting a glass of water.

Socialisation – this is when you feel obliged/pressurised to eat too much or the wrong things because others you are with are doing so, and you don’t want to be a party-pooper.

coping strategy – try and put yourself in their shoes? How will they feel if you don’t “conform”.  If they’ve spent all day preparing something special for a dinner party then they probably will be a little upset if you don’t try it, but that doesn’t mean you need a massive portion. In most cases though, socialisation pressure is probably mostly perceived rather than real. Our friends may not even notice that we don’t eat much, because they don’t think about food all the time like us. It’s Ok to be honest about how hungry you are, and say you don’t need any more because you are full. If they are supportive friends then maybe you just tell them exactly what you are doing and why it’s an issue – but I am very wary of becoming a diet bore, I hate it when other people chunter on about their diets all evening.  If you really need an excuse you could pretend to feel a little unwell. But if you give in once in a while, let it go and don’t worry about it. It’s not really about what happens at parties, it’s the day in, day out that makes or breaks weight control.

Reflex eating – this is when I see something, am tempted, and stuff it in my mouth almost unconsciously.

This is one of my biggest problems. All through the Christmas holidays (which lasted 2 weeks for me) I didn’t eat one single excessive meal, not even Christmas day. But I just couldn’t help myself when the chocolates or party food came out. Specifically, reflex eating is when something happens unexpectedly, or when you encounter food in passing. If you go to the shop to buy chocolates or even go to a cupboard to find them, that’s not reflex eating, it’s pre-meditated. Reflex is “see it -want it -scoff it”. Chocolate biscuits in meetings are another killer for me.

coping strategy – I’m not close to cracking this one yet, but what I’m trying to do is count to 10 and ask myself if I’m really hungry, and if so, whether what I’m about to eat is the best solution. Of course, chocolate will never survive no.2. If I’m really hungry I need to eat some proper food. If I’m not, and I still want whatever the temptation is badly after 5 minutes, I’m going to have some – but try and have only a little. If you are consumed by desire for something, that’s not a good state of mind and a small piece of chocolate probably does less harm than a whole day of fighting demons. I’m doing much better at this the last week and a half or so, but that may be because the Christmas goodies have all gone and there’s less temptation around.

Chain reaction – often triggered by reflex eating, but can happen for all sorts of reasons, this is where one (biscuit, chocolate, whatever) leads to another, and another, all in quick succession. This happens to me a lot with Chocolates. The Quality Street tins at Christmas were a classic example – I would be unwrapping the next one the second I’d put one in my mouth. I can get so wrapped up in the chain reaction that before I know it, I could have gone through 500 or 1000 calories in minutes.

Coping strategies – if I decide in a conscious and considered way to allow myself a treat, I need to remove the source of them (chocolate box etc) or remove myself from its vicinity before tasting anything sweet. But better still, avoid the chain reaction by avoiding the first mouthful of the evil narcotic that is sugar.  If it does start, I will alert myself by humming Diana Ross’s “chain reaction” and dancing out of the kitchen (I haven’t tried this last one yet, but it could work).

Inattentive eating –  Inattentive eating is eating while not paying attention to the food or your body’s signals. Fat people mostly don’t think about food when they are actually eating, as Paul McKenna so astutely observed. Eating in front of the TV has to be the biggest cause of this, but it happens in all kinds of ways. If you don’t pay attention to your body (as well as your taste buds)  you are most likely going to eat too much, if you are prone to doing so. For naturally slim people I guess the body’s “I’m full” signal is stronger than the brains “yum yum” signal and the seratonum hit that goes with it. For us lardies, it’s the other way round.

coping strategies – Slow down, chew food longer and savour the taste more, put food or cutlery down between mouthfuls, put less on the plate in the first place, leave something on the plate regularly.  Avoid eating in front of TV and if you do, make double the effort to do all of the above.

Inattentive eating, I discovered, was a much bigger problem than I originally thought for me. Right now, I’m pretty much in top of it, but the challenge is to sustain that and make it normal rather than exceptional.  How long that will take, I don’t know. It already feels less unusual than it did, but nothing like normal. Months certainly, years maybe. Maybe it’s already too late. I don’t think anyone who has smoked for 20 years ever truly becomes a non-smoker, in that they would react completely differently to one cigarette than someone who never smoked before. That’s ok, if I have to remind myself before every meal for the rest of my life, so be it. It’s still better than not fitting in one seat on planes & trains for the rest of my life, or the rest of my life being cut short.

Emotional eating – most commonly a reaction to being miserable or upset, but the opposite can also be true for me, as I have often “celebrated” with an eating binge. This, I think, is a simple case of faulty brain wiring, brought on by years of bad habits.

coping strategies – hypnotherapy has helped me a lot with this one, by reminding me that overeating actually makes me feel bad for a lot longer than it makes me feel good, and that I need to deal with the emotion in a better way. I find I’m doing OK with this. My long-lasting emotions tend not to be overpowering . I can be miserable all day if I’m bogged down with work and it’s raining, but I have learned to recognise that and manage it. Eating to cheer myself up will have the opposite effect. My overpowering emotions like elation or rage don’t last long, so a few deep breaths and counting to ten will usually be enough to suppress the eating urge. I may need to go for a short walk if I’ve been speaking to the a tax man or my useless **&!!$** phone company.

Derailment – this is my word for when something unexpected breaks my plan up. For example, today a series of phone calls made me late taking lunch, then just as I was about to make it, I was unexpectedly asked to collect my son from School. It was snowing, and getting back was tricky, so by the time I did it was 4 p.m. and I was starving. The old me would have scoffed anything that could be put straight into my mouth – biscuits, crisps, bread etc. Today I didn’t, I had a half portion of the lunch I had originally planned, which pushed me on nicely to dinner.

coping strategies – as soon as the derailment occurs, think of a new plan for food for the rest of the day.  Decide what to eat before entering the kitchen, drink water, and concentrate on not eating anything until the “proper” food is ready.

Habit – plain old habits are responsible for lots of unnecessary eating. Everybody’s bad habits are different, but we have to spot the ones that do the most damage and fix them. Most important in this is breaking the habit and doing something different – I almost think it doesn’t matter what to start with.

That’s my list for now, I’ll probably add to it over time. Does anyone else recognise these issues, or have any others? Does anyone have any better coping strategies? Is anyone actually reading this rubbish anyway?