*Note: I started this post a while ago....
Interesting thought. huh? After two years (first week in November was official year 2 mark) of fighting and losing and gaining and maintaining and feeling...
I've done WELL the last 6 weeks up until last week and this week. I'll start with a little background. On September 24th, I went to get the results from a bunch of lab work I had done. Turns out my thyroid was out of whack. (Don't ask which direction, I have NO idea) :)
My doctor said she wanted to try to bring it to normal range with diet before she made any diagnosis or prescribed medicine. Verdict: corn free and gluten free diet.
This is only half a shocker for me. In high school, I went to a natural doctor who said my eczema was caused by a food sensitivity to corn (among a long list of other things). I cut corn, and the eczema went away and I dropped 15 pounds in a very short period of time. So I knew that the weight would FALL off if I cut corn. Gluten...well that's still a learning process. Turns out, like corn, it's in EVERYTHING. At least everything that resembles bread (and the whole family). So I got my game plan together and the next day (Saturday) I started this new diet change.
Results:
Week 1: -2.6 pounds
Week 2: -2.2 pounds
Week 3: -1.6 pounds
Week 4: -2.2 pounds
Week 5: -.6 pounds
That's 9.2 pounds total. And brings us to last week. I gained 0.4, which is basically maintaining. It's one of those "eh" things. I have maintained the last two weeks (NOT complaining)
I'm pity eating. I'm so depressed that I can't eat all this great stuff everyone else can eat, and that my food is twice as expensive (NOT an exaggeration) and is five times more trouble, it's FRUSTRATING. Am I getting GREAT benefits out of it? Absolutely! I feel better, I'm not tired in the morning, the eczema is gone, I'm dropping pounds, fit back into my jeans from high school (!!!!!!!), the list goes on and on. BUT, sometimes I feel like I just can't catch a break. I can do all this work to make sure I can eat something and one little thing that I can't eat can undo it all.
I've also figured out what chocolate I can eat (internal GROAN) because I definitely overdid it a week or so ago on that.
Something mental is going on in my head that I have no idea what it is...because I've been eating like crazy all week. It's that thing on the tip of my tongue that I can't get out!
This happens every time. It happened the last time I got this thin: last summer. I got down to a certain point and then something came up that put me in a weird spot emotionally and undid it all (last year it was surgery...). I don't want to do that this time!
I've also decided something: I want to get back to running. I've decided to train for another 5K. It is February 11th. Then I want to run the half marathon at the end of April.
They're lofty goals, for sure, since I haven't done much running since my 5K and even less after surgery (I'll admit: I've been a little scared of hurting myself).
A couple weeks ago (when I started this post) I jumped up and went for a run, and cranked out a mile! In 11:13!!!! Then I ran another mile the next day, and haven't run since. Ugh.
I'm going for a run this morning (in a few, when the sun comes up) and according to my training schedule, I need to be able to run 1.75. I'm driving downtown to a green way (also the 5K site :) ) to get it done if it kills me!
If I post later, you'll know I survived :)
Until next time,
:)
