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Saturday, July 21, 2012

Damn it's so hard!

So I don't even remember what my food/exercise goals were for this week, so needless to say I wasn't successful....
So I'm pondering over what I can set as a realistic goal for this step - one that I feel confident I can achieve. So I tried to tell myself that all I needed to just cook meals at home (which was clearly not as easy as Jeremy makes it out to be.) and I couldn't make myself have dinner without him.
I'm thinking it may be best if I set a goal to avoid certain types of junk food, perhaps it's time to put a ban on McDonalds, Red Rooster and KFC. Ok I vow not eat any of these for the next week, and if I can make it past 1 week then I will extend the ban. Fingers crossed....

Monday, July 16, 2012

Things don't always go to plan

Ok, so on the very same day that I was determined to stick to eating my home cooked meals, I was the one that caved at dinner time when I had an intense craving for a steak burger from the local  fish and chip shop. Can I use the excuse that I am sick at the moment and well... that sucks really excuses won't get me anywhere....

Though in my defense I kind of feel like I set a goal but another one got in the way... exercise. I sit on my bum all day so I don't get a lot of it, in fact the extent of it might be climbing two flights of stairs to where my office is every morning. If I do all the naughty things like sit a my desk while eating lunch and not leaving my desk all day, then the amount of exercise I do is almost zero.

Yesterday I was in the middle of battling a bit of a cold but I came to the realisation that I could stop my nose from running if I got on my exercise bike, so I did. I rode for an hour and it felt great, I felt like I had detoxed my body of all the evil stuff. Unfortunately as soon as I got off the bike my nose started to run again and when I woke up this morning I still felt horrible. As the day went on I started to feel a little better, and this strange desire inside me was pushing me to get on that exercise bike again, and I did, for another hour and once again I felt great.

So it seems that I have a new goal for the moment, to get on that bike every day for the next month. I still want to keep an eye on my eating habits, maybe try and eat more protein to keep my energy levels up. But exercise is my focus for now. And while things don't always go to plan, that doesn't mean that it has turned out for the worst, either way, I benefit by positive change :)

Sunday, July 15, 2012

Changing my taste buds

So you may or may have not figured out by now that I am the kind of person who sets out to change the things I don't like about myself. Though I acknowledge some things are harder than others - otherwise known as everyone has their weak point.... For me it's my eating habits.

I can have such determination and confidence in overcoming social anxiety because I know underneath all the anxiety I am happy, bubbly and sociable girl, but when it comes to food, I am the girl who is completely unhealthy, a little overweight but I feel like my eating habits are more like those of an obese person....

My eating habits never used to be bother me.... well when I was 18 years old, I fitted into a size 6 jeans, and had a large amount of energy all the time despite what I can best describe as a diet of french fries, coca cola and double cheeseburgers. I grew up with my mother who taught me to live a fast food diet... (with a little bit of home cooked carbs every now and then.) Cleaning up after dinner for me was throwing out my fast food containers, and when I moved out of home the only thing I could cook was pancakes, canned or microwave meals and toast. I thought a healthy breakfast was chocolate milk and Vegemite on toast (white bread of course)

Naturally as i've gotten older this kind of a diet is becoming less sustainable for me... Getting fat kind of crept up on me, I've gone from being 4ft 10in and weighing 49 kilos at age 18 and at 30 i'm at my biggest... 70 kilos.... which might not seem much to some people... but I must remind you that I am 4ft 10.... Looking back I can recognise how I came to my demise, when I was at school I was dancing 3 times a week for 3 hours each night, after school... that ended. At age 23 when I finally decided to get my licence, this also meant that the days were gone where I would walk everywhere. And then at 24 I went from a job where I was on my feet all day to one where I sat on my ass all day, and from there is was all downhill.

Though I hate how big I am now and the struggle I have with fitting into clothes and hating the way I look in the mirror, none of these things made me want to change my eating habits. I got sick of feeling tired every moment of the day and finding that the only thing that would fix that was a sugar hit. I hated that I was craving a double cheeseburger at breakfast time, I hated how my addiction to coca cola was also making my anxiety worse and probably stopping me from getting a decent nights sleep. I hate how junk food makes me feel, I hate the impact it has on my health, and I hate that it has taken control of me.

So here I am desperate to stop. But asking myself how am I supposed to do that when I am the girl who hates vegetables and when I am falling asleep at my keyboard by 9am every morning unless I get a sugar hit??? How am I supposed to be skinny and healthy when I see myself as an unhealthy obese girl?

A diet would never work for me... I would have quit by 9am on the first day... and since I am stuck in a vicious circle where food makes me too tired to exercise but the bad food is also the only thing that is keeping me functioning, I am scared that I will never get out.... I have thought and thought and thought about how on earth I can do this... I have come to the conclusion there is only one way... and that is to slowly eliminate things from my diet... so far I have had one success, I have stopped drinking Coca Cola... (perhaps disregard that I have swapped it for a Sprite addiction) and keep in mind that as someone who doesn't drink tea or coffee, Coke was my source of caffeine and I would drink it to keep myself awake even though I started to hate the taste of it.

Now I have almost managed to swap my Sprite addiction to a Sprite Zero addiction, which I feel is ok because hey, at least there is no sugar, the only thing in my way is the fact that I eat so much take away and most places don't actually have Sprite Zero for sale... and then I go back to my sugar filled version.

Other than this... I feel completely stuck at changing, I've tried to tell myself I need to home cook my meals at night and I need to stop snacking at work... but I can't seem to stick at anything. It also doesn't help that I have a partner who encourages my bad eating habits, yet also manages to blame me for our bad eating habits and who tells me that change is a simple as ME cooking us dinner every night.... This might be ok if I was his stay at home wife who had nothing better than to feed and clean up after him, but I work just as many hours in the day as he does. I have also tried to tell him that we need to sit down and decide on a plan to change our bad habits and that it needs to be something we both agree on, we are both committed to and that we are both prepared to work hard towards. He disagrees, "No, no, no," he insists, "Us eating better is a simple as ME changing my habits and cooking us dinner!" then he has the cheek to imply that "Perhaps we should do our own thing for dinner, and then he would be healthy and cook for himself, while I will continue to get fat eating take away." (Says the boy who ate take away every night while I was away on a month long holiday in Europe!)

Maybe he's right though, maybe we do need to do our own thing eating wise, cos if I was copying his eating habits I would be drinking a 2 litre bottle of coke every two days. I just need to set that goal and stick to it no matter what, hopefully by writing it down on here it will help me keep focused on that one goal.

Hopefully this isn't too big to expect from myself...
I set myself the goal that I will eat breakfast and dinner every day, that they will be meals cooked by myself, for myself, no influence from my partner. I will be secretly watching every day to see how many times I have take away in comparison to him. I also would like to get as much protein into my diet as possible, since it seems to be the only thing that stops my sugar cravings.

Well I better go off and set myself a plan for the next fortnight, so that I can stick to my goal!

Friday, July 13, 2012

Perspective


Take a look at this picture, and think about how it makes you feel. 
Me.... it makes me feel peaceful... what about you?

Would the real me please stand up?

To my close friends and family I am happy, bubbly and I never stop talking. That me is confident and hardly bothered by the little voice in my head that brings on my anxiety.

To those who I don't know well or who I don't feel comfortable around,  I honestly don't know how they see me, but I do know how I think everyone else sees me. I live in constant fear of the judgement of others, I get tense if I hear someone whispering or laughing, it makes my mind race with paranoid thoughts as I imagine all the possible things I could have done 'wrong'. Of course when I am really thinking of what I could have done wrong it is really me thinking of every inadequacy I feel about myself and fearing that everyone around me sees and judges me for those inadequacies.

I know deep down that when someone is whispering that they are probably just saying something about themselves which they don't want everyone else to hear. After all when I get paranoid of people whispering it's because I am thinking about myself not them, and the reality is, most people think of themselves, of how things affect them and how the world views them.

Though Social Anxiety is so much more than being self conscious about oneself, for me it alters me to the point that my friends don't recognise me. The girl who excitedly greets everyone turns into the girl who is too scared to say hello to people, I'm always hiding in corners where people can't see me, and being so quite that no one knows I am even around. I get scared of asking for help, making telephone calls... pretty much anything that involves me approaching another person or potentially being judged by another person.

This would all make sense and maybe be ok to me if I was not at all a social person, but I am not that kind of person and I don't want to be that kind of person, I don't want to feel changed and trapped by anxiety, I just want to take away the fear, stop hiding behind a mask, I want to stand up and be the real me.