Posts Tagged ‘diets’

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.

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.

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.

My fitness challenge

January 24, 2009

Today I am excited. I have received my entry form for what I’ve decided will be my mid-year fitness challenge, the Yorkshire three peak walk. This is something I discussed with Wanda, my hypnotherapist, and we agreed that it would be great to have a positive goal to focus on, rather than a list of things not to do. We did some work under hypnosis on visualising myself crossing the finishing line – it seemed powerful at the time though hasn’t really stuck with me. I think now I can officially enter it’s going to seem more real though, and I have another hypnotherapy session next Friday so we may work on it some more I hope.

This involves a circular walk of around 26 miles, climbing the three highest mountains in Yorkshire (not very high, all around 2500 ft) for a total ascent and descent of over 5000 feet, with the traditional challenge being to complete it in 12 hours.  There is an organised charity event for Heart Research UK so I’m going to try and raise a little money for them in the process, but I’d be lying if I said that was the main motivation. I want to set myself a challenge that I know will take significant weight loss and excercise for me to be able to achieve.

The event is on 20 June, the day after my 44th birthday, so I’ve got five more months to shift weight and get much fitter. This gives a purpose to my walking know, and I couldn’t have a better birthday present than crossing the finishing line within the 12 hour target. I think I’ll try and round up a team from the office too – there are several ultra-fit types there who could do this any day of the week with no prep. But being part of a team would give me an extra incentive not to let the side down. The lightest I’ve been any time in the last 10 years is about 260lbs (18 st 4 if you’re British and not good at your 14 times table), so that’s my loose goal for 20 June – seems realistic, that would be 60 lbs in just under 6 months. But really if I complete the walking challenge it will be mission accomplished.

Tough day

January 22, 2009

I interviewed someone last night for a job I’ve been trying to fill for months. This vacancy causes me no end of stress, leaving me short handed, and overworked.  This, of course, is not good for lifestyle initiatives.

Anyway, he was perfect, and the elation of finding him no doubt helped me steam up the hill home in record time. Finally got hold of him at lunchtime to offer him the job, and he’d had second thoughts and turned it down flat. Major kick in the nether regions. I have no other candidates so I’m back to square one, and this leaves my angry, frustrated and thoroughly fed up that I have to start this all over again.

Been thinking about a sugar hit on and off all afternoon. Deep in my sub-concisous, maybe not that deep, my brain still thinks “emotional problem? Solution = eat chocolate”. I haven’t, yet. Went to a cafe for a sandwhich at lunch time and had to stride really fast past the sweet/cake counter, it pulled at me much harder today. I got onto the street and actually stuck my chest out slightly like I was breaking the tape at the end of a race.  Even passing the corner shop was tricky, and I’ve thought several times about going out again specially for chocolate.  This is the first day in two weeks I’ve felt like this for more than a few minutes, I hope it passes soon.

Ugh, my breath stinks

January 22, 2009

I’ve noticed the last few days my breath is disgusting. I’ve experienced this before when I had a spell on the Cambridge diet (don’t try it), and I’ve heard it’s common for people on low carb diets, but I didn’t expect it from eating a healthy balanced diet, which is what I thought I was doing. Still think I am actually.

Following some online research, I’ll try drinking even more water, mouthwash and chewing gum, and we’ll see how it goes. This is a bummer. Hopefully it’s just that eating like a normal human being is such a shock to my system that it will take me time to adjust. While I’m not by any means “low carb”, I have cut out a ton of sugar so I’m a lot lower than I used to be. Maybe the reduction is what does it?

Can you be addicted to food?

January 20, 2009

When I last spoke to my doctor about my weight, he suggested I see a nutritionists, and basically lectured me on discipline and choices. I pleaded for help with the psychological side of my eating, but it fell on deaf ears. It wasn’t (just) that there was no help available, he genuinely had no idea what I was talking about.

Most naturally slim people stick rigidly to the belief that sugar/chocolate/food in general are not addictive, and that (by implication at least) fat people are simply greedy and stupid.  This seems to be pretty much the official line of the UK Government.

But yet I, and I believe thousands of others, have found myself in a state of complete desperation to get hold of chocolate on occasions. Regularly, I used to buy anything up to 2000 calories worth and eat it in secret. Sometimes I would buy it while on my way home or to meetings, and park up somewhere quiet to eat in privacy. When a plate of chocolate biscuits appeared in a meeting, I often couldn’t concentrate on the topic until they’d all gone. I would plot strategies to take as many as possible without looking too conspicuous. Pathetic? Well, yes. But I’m sorry, these are not the behaviors of someone with a normal relationship with food who is just being a bit greedy. They are the classic behaviors  of a shameful addict.

I don’t buy the argument that food can’t be addictive. I think anything could be addictive, for someone. Everyone accepts that gambling is addictive and that doesn’t involve putting anything in your body. So there is obviously more to it than externally administered chemicals.

Food really IS my enemy

January 19, 2009

And tonight it stepped up its hostilities. I put some jacket potatoes in the over for dinner – you’d think that would be safe enough wouldn’t you – and one of them exploded, just as we were about to open the oven door. Splattered everywhere it did, could have took my head off if I’d been opening it a minute earlier. I bought a pineapple yesterday which, now that I look at it again, looks a lot like an unexploded bomb.  I hadn’t anticipated when I started this battle that the food would fight back. Things are getting ugly.

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?