Good News & Bad News!!

Ok, so I have good news and bad news.

First the bad. Apparently, upon being weighed prior to the Holidays, I had actually gained a couple of pounds from my first post, where I told you all how much I weigh. (No need to re-look it up, it's not important). I didn't know this tidbit of information until I went to the doctor on Monday, and they weighed me, and I asked how much I weighed last time.

Now for the good news. I lost 3 whole pounds.

So, here's how I rationalize it. Since the "exact start weight" happened the day before Thanksgiving, I will surmise that I held that weight through Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Years, because we all eat like crap during those weeks, and I will now commit to that number as my starting weight effective January 1, 2009. That being said, I lost 3 pounds since New Years!!!!

Yay!!!

But seriously, I didn't start consistently exercising until after Jan 1, so... I think the math works.

My doctor appointment was an interesting one. It was a "I think I want to have a baby next year, so what do I need to do?" appointment. My doctor is happy, because she wants me to have a baby before I turn 33. Whatever. But something strange happened when I asked her, "How much weight do you think I should lose before I get pregnant?"

I burst into tears. I sat there crying at her, and feeling very stupid. I'm not sure why it happened, anyone who knows me well, knows that I'm a dude, and I just don't cry over stuff. But I think I figured it out.

Reality: I could die if I don't lose weight. My mom got horrible toxemia and diabetes with her last pregnancy and spent a week in the hospital. It was bad. I don't want that to happen to me.

Reality: losing weight has been a battle for me since I was 12 years old. I'm tired. I'm frustrated.

Reality: almost 20 years of diets, hiding food, being made fun of, being told "you have such a pretty face", feeling "not good enough", feeling like a failure...it all caught up to me in that one doctor appointment.

My doctor is awesome, because she just smiled, handed me a tissue and said, "I'm not giving you a number. Look at how stressed you already are. If I give you number, and you don't achieve it, that will only make it harder to conceive. "

She gave me some easy advice. She told me to buy "What to Expect When You're Expecting". She said there's a pregnancy diet in there, and if I start following it now, I will lose weight, and I won't have to drastically change my diet when I get pregnant. That sounds easy enough.

So I got the book.

She also said that only 3 days of exercise a week is "maintenance" and to achieve significant weight loss I need to increase it to 5 days a week.

So, that's what I'm going to do.

Hope these next 6 months are better than the last, because all the blogging in the world isn't going to take the weight off. I really need to get into action.

Last, she told me to cut down on the Starbucks. This is the real problem. I have become accustom to around 3-4 per week. She said it's supposed to be once a month. ???? Not likely right away, so I think I'll have to start by cutting to half-caf. Then maybe decaf. Then maybe twice a week. Then maybe once a week. I already get it non-fat, no-whip, that's as far as I'm willing to go!

amy