When I first started my journey, I wasn't sure how things would go. I began tracking the food that I was eating and I marveled at what an eye-opener it was. I had no idea I was taking in so many calories, and burning so little.
Little by little I started to weed out the junk food in my kitchen. I began looking for healthier, lower calorie recipes for many of the foods I love. I would check foods before I ate them, and I found that I would sometime go through the thought of 4 or 5 different dishes before I settled on one that would work for my plan. It was frustrating, and now I see it only as a challenge that I can easily overcome.
I find that instead of craving things like chips and pop, I want water and fruits and vegetables. Whole foods look way more appealing now that ever, and I love finding new ways to prepare them.
When it comes to eating right, I'm extremely happy that I've kept it up. I feel so much better for it. I have more energy, I don't feel bloated or gassy anymore, and the more I do it, the more I WANT to do it.
That's not to say that I didn't go through a period of time when I wondered why on earth I was doing it. I spent a good amount of my first week at this running to the bathroom, and feeling just an overall feeling of, well, crappy as my body got used to the changes I was making.
Exercising too was a challenge. I starting doing the "Sweatin to the Oldies" videos a while back, and decided to keep up with them. At the beginning, just the thought of getting up in the morning and doing the work out was enough to make me groan.
Day by day I'd drag my sorry butt out of bed, and begrudgingly put the DVD into the PS3. A great deal of swearing and "why isn't this done yet?" occurred during the first couple of weeks. If I missed my morning work out for any reason, I'd make sure I did it that night. I wasn't going to just let myself become lazy and not get this done.
It's a little strange now, thinking back to the beginning. These days, if I take a rest day, I feel like something is missing. It's funny how things work out.
At this point, it's been 5 weeks and I am starting to feel some real changes. Not just in my appetite or my tolerance for Richard Simmons. I'm finally noticing that my body is changing.
The first thing that I noticed is that my pants are much looser now. I'm even starting to think that I may need to replace my beloved Yoga pants. Though, I think even sadder than that, my boobs seem to be shrinking. So much so, that I've had to make plans to go new bra shopping. And soon.
I'm looking forward to the many more changes that are coming my way, as I keep moving forward to becoming a healthy me.
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