Friday, November 12, 2010

4 years later...

I cannot fathom that I started this blog 4 years ago. I can clearly remember the day I sat down at the computer and simply started typing. I remember the bowl of chips on my left and the stack of papers to my right. I find it hard to believe that I let 4 years go by without really dedicating myself to losing weight and writing about it.

Over the last 4 years, we moved from Calgary to BC; the boys were commuting from Surrey to private school in Vancouver; they now attend a local public school.

I also turned 40 this year. It was like someone hit a switch that suddenly entitled me to be ageist. It felt great to be able to display my self-assurance that I have had since I dumped my first husband. But my body was doing something else entirely. Peri-menopause. Shit.

Suddenly, 2 months of working out meant I would lose 4 pounds, not 15. The pouch around my middle started to grow even though I was losing weight, and yes, the boobs are sagging. For real. Shit.

And I know this sounds terrible, but when I am at the gym and I see those 20-somethings working so hard to maintain their flat stomachs, I have to smile. Not a wan smile, but a sanctimonious, snotty smile. I now know better. Sweetie, have a kid or two, hit 40, and you will no longer have a flat stomach. You can do 300 crunches at breakfast, lunch and dinner, but you will still have a muffin top. Unless you have an endless supply of cosmetic surgery funds, it will catch up with you. Just look at your mother. Enjoy it while you can.


Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Out like a lion....

Well, happy day - the Olympics are OVER!!!!

Amid the complaints, the protests and the traffic restrictions, one thing was certain - Canadians can really be patriotic when the world is watching.

Now that the hoopla has passed, the car flags are gone, the wardrobes are colorless, and the city is quieter. We can all go back to simply being. Country of origin unknown.

To be clear, I am not really pro or anti Olympics. I have the naive perspective that the Olympics are a chance for the best athletes in the world to compete with their equals. And my children were very excited about it.

We are not a sports-oriented family. We love to watch movies, read books and eat. So imagine my surprise when my 5-year-old yelled at me when I switched off a hockey game and started watching figure skating. Crap.

My eldest suddenly became obsessed with sports. One day he wants to play hockey. The next day he wants to do ski cross. Finally informed me that he no longer wants to skate, he want to skeleton. Oh....my...god...why does he want to barrel down a hill head first? But I have to suck it up and embrace it. This is the first time he has shown any interest in any sport.

My youngest - who is the more adventurous of the two - has no desire to do anything risky. His ambition? To be a speed skater and, he tells me, after he wins he will be a "finger" skater. When I suggest maybe he try snowboarding, he tells me it's too boring. Why? Because there is no music. Okay then.

So for my family, the Olympics were a huge success. My kids kept track of how many medals we were winning (yay math!), what time the gold medal hockey game was on (using an analog clock), and they were skating/skiing/lugeing/snowboarding/playing hockey/ all over the house.

Unfortunately, after one run the skeleton event was cancelled. As my little athletes were gliding down the stairs, the laundry basket cracked. Thank god. :)

Thursday, February 4, 2010

1 month into the new year

I decided to avoid the scale for almost the entire month of January. When I got on the scale on the first of February, I had lost 2 lbs. I had lost 4 when I checked mid-month, but I kind of went a little junk food crazy for a weekend. Still, the loss is not bad for a half-hearted effort at weight loss.

What I have been trying to do is eat every two to three hours, so that I am not grazing all afternoon at home. I am curious to see how this will effect my weight at the end of the month.

I have started sleeping later and exercising in the afternoon.

I have more energy these days.

All good things.

But as I sit in the coffee shop that has served as my "office" for the last 5 months, I am noticing something peculiar.

One after another, leggy, beautiful women are coming in to the shop. And every single one of them is wearing heels (or boots with heels). The peculiarity is that every single one of them has had to roll up the cuffs on their pencil thin legs or have the hems dragging at the very bottom of the heel.

What the hell?

Congratulations to the fashion industry. First, you successfully made women feel like they are too fat when you surreptitiously made sizes smaller. Now that fashion conscious women have lost more weight than is healthy, the designers are now sending the message that your legs are too short. Good luck finding a surgery or meal plan to fix that. We may be headed for a renaissance of the stretching apparatus.

I for one, am thrilled.

For years, I have had to put up with pant legs that drag on the floor. Plus-size clothing manufacturers must have believed that if one needed a size 22 pant, then surely that person is 6-foot-2.

Now I am in style.
And I can eat whatever I want.



Wednesday, January 20, 2010

How did time slip away like that?

I cannot believe it has been more than 2 months since I added anything here. I went from twiddling my thumbs while the boys were in school to working from 5am to midnight 7 days a week. The christmas season just exploded for my company and I was struggling to keep up.

I made my last delivery the day of Christmas Eve.
And it took me four days to recover from nearly a month of non-stop work.

Normally, the business is quiet until mid-January. But on January 4th, the phone started ringing again. I cannot believe how blessed this little hobby-turned-business has become.

Most importantly, I was so busy, I had little time to exercise, and my eating habits were less than stellar.

But that was last year.

This year, I am focussed. I have stopped dieting and I am making small changes for a lifetime.

January's goals are to eat breakfast every morning and start eating at least 2 servings of fruit and veggies every day - that will be stepped up for February. Oddly, I find I am hungrier throughout the day when I eat breakfast, and I am feeding the hunger with fruits and veggies. Ironically, I am eating more now than when I "diet".

I am still up at 5am every morning, getting on the treadmill 2-3 times per week. Now that the winter rains have subsided, my family is back to hiking on the weekends. We are so fortunate to live in BC, where there is no shortage of beautiful hiking trails and beaches.

So there you have it. So far this month, I have lost 4 lbs. There have been a lot of changes and big decisions this month, but more on that in another post.