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More Hypnotherapy

January 30, 2009

Wow, just got back from my hypnotherapy session, which today was quite an experience. We did much deeper hypnotherapy today, and it felt weird (in a good way). The best way I can describe it is when you feel semi-concious in the night while dreaming, and actually think you are awake until you realise you can’t move. I lost touch with my arms completely, thought they had gone totally numb, but they came back bar a slight tingle as soon as I was brought round.

The main purpose of the session today was to talk to the different “parts of me”  – the one that still wants to eat chocolate and the one that is working on changing my lifestyle and getting me fit. I had to give them names, which felt a bit silly, but once we’d got past that it seemed to flow naturally enough. So now we have (fat)  Fred the chocolate man, and (Slim) Jim the new lifesyle Guru, who have agreed to work in harmony to help me achieve my goals. Fred, apparently, is a well meaning but slightly misguided soul who just wants me to have a bit of fun to break up my long working days, and thus far has only been able to think of eating confectionary as a suitably short diversion. We have decided to try and find some other diversions instead, preferably onces where I can expend a bit of energy as  I get so fidgety sat at my desk all day long.

The main conclusion of the session is that I’m going to buy a swingball set for the garden. The good thing about having kids is that I can pretend it’s really for them so I won’t look like a complete nob. Then instead of going to the kitchen for a biscuit I can go outside and whack the ball round for a few minutes. I think this could help a bit, I have never grown out of the simple pleasure of hitting or throwing a ball, but I never get to do it as I am all grown up with responsibilities, and my kids can’t throw more than a few feet yet or catch anything other than colds. I may also buy a punchbag for when it’s raining, or when I’ve just spoken to someone from the public sector, or British Telecom.  Ideally I’d like a little home gym, but don’t really have the room. Don’t really want it cluttering my office, and the remainder of the house is full of childrens toys & clothes, and my wife’s shoes.

We also re-enforced all the messages we did at the last session. And a new thing that Wanda did was try and plant in my subconcious a message that every time I see the colour red it will increase my determination. Will be interesting to see if that works, though I’m not sure if I’m supposed to be aware of it if it does.

I’m very motivated at the moment, which I was even before the session today but even more so now. Feeling quite confident too. I’m starting to really believe that 2009 will be the year I change my life for he better. And not in a “I must believe it for it to work so I’m going to say I believe it” kind of way. I’m philosophical too. I know it’s very early days, and after 30 years of being out of control and more failed attempts to change than I could possible count, the form book clearly says I will still be fat in 12 months. But this time, I may just defy the odds. In fact there’s a thought. I’ve read about people putting bets on themselves to lose weight, I wonder if I could do that. It would be a great extra incentive:)

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.

Sugar Cravings coming & going

January 25, 2009

Yesterday was really tough. Was looking after both children and my youngest was not in a co-operative mood, which caused a certain amount of stress, but I’m not sure that had much to do with my cravings. Whatever the reason, they were back with avengance, and I was pre-occupied by a need for sugar virtually all day. I didn’t give in to it much (couple of biscuits and a few crumbs of birthday cake), but I was snappy with the children and generally in a foul mood. I just thought all the positivity from the hypnosis had worn off and I was back to the old me, and I know there’s no way I can get through many days like yesterday on will power alone without caving in.

Today has been fine though.  Been out with the family getting some fresh air and gentle exercise, and even got a little real exercise at the end of the day as they all got the bus up the hill back home and I walked. After naming his tree last weekend, today Isaac named “Derek the Duck Rock” (a rock that was shaped like a duck, apparently, though not obviously enough for my untrained eye), as well as  “Rocky Path” and “Muddy Bank”.  He enjoyed himself though, and that’s the main thing. I’m determined that the outdoors will be a big part of his life, and I’ve discovered that, like so many things in life, it’s all about the marketing.  If I suggest we go for a “walk” he will do anything to get out of it. Walks are boring, he hates walks. But if I suggest we go for an “adventure”, he’s usually up for it.

I feel back on track and full of positive energy. Mind you, that won’t last long, as the treats in store for me this evening include my tax return, renewing my road fund license, and paying a big pile of bills that we’ve just got forwarded from our old house. Oh, the joy:)

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.

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?

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.

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?

Learning all the time

January 18, 2009

Just sat down to report that today had been a really good day food-wise. Then as my lap top was booting up, I started to wonder whether it was such a good day. There were a couple of things I could improve on, but my conclusion during the interminable boot-up period this machine needs was that yes, it was a good day, because;

a) Overall, calorie intake was fine, well under 2500 I think

b) I got my 5 portions of fresh fruit & veg

c) I continued to learn about my eating habits, which will help me improve them

Was late up, so just had a bit of bread to start with, then a reasonably light lunch. Missed intended walk because of the late start. Had a couple of the kids chocolate buttons in the car, didn’t enjoy them or want any more – that was great. Then had a very nice chicken dinner with the family and in-laws, and really saw the benefit of pacing my eating. I put a smaller portion of meat and 3 roast potatoes (the old me would have had 6 and gone back for more) on my plate, and didn’t (quite) finish the potatoes. Just putting my cutlery down and pausing between mouthfuls makes SUCH a difference. I ate half the amount I would have done last year, but felt just as satisfied and in the end enjoyed it more if anything, for not feeling bloated afterwards.

Then the not-so-good part. My wife had prepared a desert – or rather bought one. I didn’t really fancy it much, but yet I had some anyway. How dumb is that? It’s an excuse really, but I did feel just a wee bit of socialisation pressure to join in because everyone else was having some. But of course that’s all in my mind, no-one would have thought anything other than “good for him” if I’d said “no thanks”. Then I came downstairs in mid-bedtime to get the children some milk and ate a chocolate-sandwhich biscuit just because they were under my nose. Reflex eating I call this, where it’s in your mouth before you get round to noticing or thinking whether you need it or not. I’m going to try and list all the things that lead to unnecessary eating soon – watch this space.

What have I learned or re-enforced today?

– Conscious, slower paced eating works wonders
– I need to go to bed earlier and get up earlier, to make sure I get my exercise and a decent breakfast
– I can’t work as late as I used to and still get up early. I probably shouldn’t be blogging after midnight
– I can’t rely on anyone else to shop for me without input, I have to take responsibility for making sure we have the nutritious foods I need
– I need to always ask myself if I’m really hungry before putting anything in my mouth
– My biggest problem of all now is probably reflex eating

Got lots more I want to blog but it will have to wait till tomorrow, I have to learn my lesson of yesterday and get a bit more sleep tonight.

I’ve discovered Porridge!

January 16, 2009

Ok, not “discovered” in the sense that Fleming discovered penicillin, I do know it’s been around for a while. My Dad used to eat it now and again when I was a kid and it just looked like sludge to me. Tasted it once, hated it, and never tried again for probably 35 years or so.

However, porridge, I have learned in recent research, is made of complex carbohydrates which release their energy slowly and steadily. I’ve also discovered that most breakfast cereals, even those you wouldn’t think of as sweet like cornflakes, are around 30% sugar, and contain more calories per 100g than some brands of chocolate.   And with just a little something for flavour and sweetness, it really doesn’t taste too bad. I wouldn’t eat it for entertainment, but that’s not what breakfast is about, I’m either late for work or supervising children.

So I now have a new staple breakfast – porridge made with skimmed milk, with fruit of some description on top (this week it will be blueberries, which were half price), and a small glass of fresh orange. I plan to vary this by cooking the odd poached egg and maybe  a mini-English once in a while, when I’ve got time – but that isn’t likely to be on weekdays. I’m indulging myself by squeezing real oranges – they are so much nicer than the stuff out of cartons. And because they are expensive, and time consuming, I am drinking a small wine glass full  (2 large oranges) instead of the half pint or so I’d have out of a carton. I’m even enjoying this, and damn, I feel righteous. It works too, this slow release stuff, stops me getting hungry again for hours.  If I eat cornflakes for breakfast then get a train to work I usually want to buy something like a McMuffin or bacon roll at the station when I arrive.  A bowl of porridge sees me through to lunch no problem.