Monday, 30 May 2016
Success happens one pound at a time
One of the unexpected repercussions of my daughter's illness, is that it's prompted me to take stock of my own health.
When you're a single parent and your child becomes ill it hammers home the message, more than ever before, that you are it. The buck stops with you kiddo, so look after yourself. I've always know this, of course I have, but when you're faced with an uncertain future it really does concentrate the mind on what's important.
So I took a long overdue look at my health and more importantly decided to do something about it.
To cut a long story short I've lost 2 stone (28lbs) since January. I could have probably lost a lot more than that, but I didn't want to do a diet plan or go to a weekly weigh-in class - just not my cup of tea - so I decided to try the 'eat less and move more' approach.
Nothing fancy required, no weighing out of portions, or counting points or calories, just quite simply eating less than I normally did and getting more exercise. I take the dog for longer walks, and have recently started going to Zumba classes, which I love! (now there's a sentence I didn't expect to be writing this year!)
First of all I cut out unhealthy snacks between meals - all the cheeky biscuits, cakes, crisps and chocolate bars that I was in the habit of eating regularly had to go.
In their place came fruit, yoghurts and nuts. I allow myself two snacks a day nowadays - one in the morning, one in the afternoon, and they're usually a banana or apple, and a handful of nuts.
For breakfast I eat the same as I always did - cereal, usually a bran flake type cereal, muesli or porridge - but I use semi-skimmed milk and I watch my portion size.
For lunch, I might have a sandwich, soup, or sometimes a jacket potato with a healthy filling, or my current favourite, poached eggs on granary toast.
For dinner, it'll be fish with plenty of veggies, pasta or a big colourful salad with salmon or tuna.
I still have treats at the weekend though - maybe a takeaway or a meal out, and a couple of glasses of wine - because it makes it easier to maintain the good behaviour for the rest of the week. But here's the difference: I don't overdo it, and when the weekend is over I go back to my sensible eating plan.
I still have a long way to go to get to my ideal weight (I want to lose 6 stone altogether, no biggie...) but the difference is that I know I can do it. It's such a change in outlook to think that I have control over my eating, and that even if I have a bad day it's not the end of the world. I just start afresh the next day and keep going. I'm taking control of my weight one pound at a time.
Eat less, move more. It's not groundbreaking stuff, but it works.