I am 2 weeks into my journey with Medifast. 2 WEEKS! I have had slip ups or out right moments of defiance, but overall I am owning the plan and seeing the number on the scale drop. Win, right?
But the issue at hand, I was never very worried about the number on the scale as much as I was the number in my jeans. I have a weight goal: 130-140 pounds. But my ultimate goal, to fit into my favorite pair of jeans EVER. A pair of size 8 American Eagle jean trousers. Also my bin of jeans contains 8 pair of size 8's. It contains 3 pair of size 6 jeans, 1 pair of size 10, and 2 ill-fitting pair of size 12.
Let me put my goal into perspective though. See I am going to Germany in mid-November. It will be cold by my Florida standards. Mid-30s and 40s. Maybe in the 50s IF we see sunlight. I have to wear pants. And I love wearing jeans. So when I am shopping for clothes to go to Germany, I would love to only need tops. I would love to just throw my array of size 8 jeans in my suitcase, with new tops, sweaters, and scarves and call it a day. I don't care if the number on the scale is 145, IF I fit into size 8 jeans with no muffin top.
I have past history where at about 135 and in good athletic shape (straight out of basic training) I wore a size 6. And at 145 six months later I wore a tight size 8. So that's where my weight goal of between 130 and 140 comes from. Because I don't know where I need to be in a size 8.
Now, you are probably scratching your head. Why not a size 6? I actually wasn't happy at a size 6. I felt like skin and bones. And I know that is hard maintained weight. Even while still in military training (AIT) with constant physical activity and limited access to "bad" food, I gained weight. I want to be at a weight that is easily maintained with minimal effort. I don't want to track calories for the rest of my life. I want my new found skills to be enough. And I maintained a size 8 from the time I left AIT until I got pregnant with Maggie, so I know I CAN maintain there.
But now I am sure you want to hear about my first two weeks, right? I started strong. I followed the plan exactly. I ate every 2.5 hours. I drank 1 gallon of water or more everyday. I worked out. I felt good. And within 1 week, I had lost 5.5 pounds. It made me feel great. I was excited about the plan, although I despise the vanilla shakes. I have found no way to make them better. I am very fond of the chicken noodle soup and wish I had ordered more of it. I am rationing it out until my next order arrives.
But then an event, 4 years in the making happened. Military ball 2011 at my alma mater and my little sisters high school. She is a senior this year and her service to NJROTC far exceeded what I ever imagined for her. My attendance was mandatory to support her. The menu however did not support my Medifast plans. And I could have lied to myself, planned not to eat my lean and green there, taking instead a bar, but I know myself enough to know that would never happen. I would still eat the dinner there. So instead I made zucchini chips at home and took them with me. I ate the steak I was served, the zucchini chips, and zucchini and squash off my sister and mom's plates. This was a win. But here is the fail. I ate a roll. I love bread, it is my weakness. And I succumbed. But then before I could catch our server, he sat down a piece of ceremonial cake in front of me. Horrific right? It was the smallest piece of cake I had seen, so I ate it. Why not?
But then came "breakfast" afterward. And while I won't get into the details of what I ate, it was pretty bad and included bacon. Although, I am proud. While I indulged in foods I shouldn't have according to Medifast. I ate the smallest serving I could in the foods I did eat. I had just one piece of bacon, one spoon of grits, et cetera. And I still drank nothing but water all night. From 6:30pm until 2:30am I probably drank a gallon of water. This was on top of the 3 liters I had already had during the day. It doesn't make what I did (or what I ate) better but I can see the changes in my attitude toward food changing.
So even after my hiatus on Saturday/Sunday I was still successful. But you ask how much? I lost another 2.5 pounds. For a total of 8 pounds since I started, just two weeks ago.
Oh can I just say that skippy natural peanut butter is the yummiest peanut butter ever!
So here it is:
Weight loss this week: 2.5
Weight loss since 1/15/2011: 15.5
Weight loss since starting Medifast: 8
Weight left to lose: 22.5 (I am using 135 as goal)
I have some struggles coming up that are going to hard. First, I have heard from a lot of people that week 3 on Medifast is one of the hardest. I hope to combat this by working out more and getting back to drinking lots of water. My goal is 1+ gallons a day. Second, is my sisters high school graduation next week. This includes her graduation party / bbq. I will have to plan well for this day. I have faith I will do it though!
How do you stay on track at social events? How do you resist temptation? How do you do it?
Do you struggle with the number on the scale versus the number in your jeans, on a tape measure, etc?
Do you think I am crazy for wanting to be a size 8?
But the issue at hand, I was never very worried about the number on the scale as much as I was the number in my jeans. I have a weight goal: 130-140 pounds. But my ultimate goal, to fit into my favorite pair of jeans EVER. A pair of size 8 American Eagle jean trousers. Also my bin of jeans contains 8 pair of size 8's. It contains 3 pair of size 6 jeans, 1 pair of size 10, and 2 ill-fitting pair of size 12.
Let me put my goal into perspective though. See I am going to Germany in mid-November. It will be cold by my Florida standards. Mid-30s and 40s. Maybe in the 50s IF we see sunlight. I have to wear pants. And I love wearing jeans. So when I am shopping for clothes to go to Germany, I would love to only need tops. I would love to just throw my array of size 8 jeans in my suitcase, with new tops, sweaters, and scarves and call it a day. I don't care if the number on the scale is 145, IF I fit into size 8 jeans with no muffin top.
I have past history where at about 135 and in good athletic shape (straight out of basic training) I wore a size 6. And at 145 six months later I wore a tight size 8. So that's where my weight goal of between 130 and 140 comes from. Because I don't know where I need to be in a size 8.
Now, you are probably scratching your head. Why not a size 6? I actually wasn't happy at a size 6. I felt like skin and bones. And I know that is hard maintained weight. Even while still in military training (AIT) with constant physical activity and limited access to "bad" food, I gained weight. I want to be at a weight that is easily maintained with minimal effort. I don't want to track calories for the rest of my life. I want my new found skills to be enough. And I maintained a size 8 from the time I left AIT until I got pregnant with Maggie, so I know I CAN maintain there.
But now I am sure you want to hear about my first two weeks, right? I started strong. I followed the plan exactly. I ate every 2.5 hours. I drank 1 gallon of water or more everyday. I worked out. I felt good. And within 1 week, I had lost 5.5 pounds. It made me feel great. I was excited about the plan, although I despise the vanilla shakes. I have found no way to make them better. I am very fond of the chicken noodle soup and wish I had ordered more of it. I am rationing it out until my next order arrives.
But then an event, 4 years in the making happened. Military ball 2011 at my alma mater and my little sisters high school. She is a senior this year and her service to NJROTC far exceeded what I ever imagined for her. My attendance was mandatory to support her. The menu however did not support my Medifast plans. And I could have lied to myself, planned not to eat my lean and green there, taking instead a bar, but I know myself enough to know that would never happen. I would still eat the dinner there. So instead I made zucchini chips at home and took them with me. I ate the steak I was served, the zucchini chips, and zucchini and squash off my sister and mom's plates. This was a win. But here is the fail. I ate a roll. I love bread, it is my weakness. And I succumbed. But then before I could catch our server, he sat down a piece of ceremonial cake in front of me. Horrific right? It was the smallest piece of cake I had seen, so I ate it. Why not?
But then came "breakfast" afterward. And while I won't get into the details of what I ate, it was pretty bad and included bacon. Although, I am proud. While I indulged in foods I shouldn't have according to Medifast. I ate the smallest serving I could in the foods I did eat. I had just one piece of bacon, one spoon of grits, et cetera. And I still drank nothing but water all night. From 6:30pm until 2:30am I probably drank a gallon of water. This was on top of the 3 liters I had already had during the day. It doesn't make what I did (or what I ate) better but I can see the changes in my attitude toward food changing.
So even after my hiatus on Saturday/Sunday I was still successful. But you ask how much? I lost another 2.5 pounds. For a total of 8 pounds since I started, just two weeks ago.
Oh can I just say that skippy natural peanut butter is the yummiest peanut butter ever!
So here it is:
Weight loss this week: 2.5
Weight loss since 1/15/2011: 15.5
Weight loss since starting Medifast: 8
Weight left to lose: 22.5 (I am using 135 as goal)
I have some struggles coming up that are going to hard. First, I have heard from a lot of people that week 3 on Medifast is one of the hardest. I hope to combat this by working out more and getting back to drinking lots of water. My goal is 1+ gallons a day. Second, is my sisters high school graduation next week. This includes her graduation party / bbq. I will have to plan well for this day. I have faith I will do it though!
How do you stay on track at social events? How do you resist temptation? How do you do it?
Do you struggle with the number on the scale versus the number in your jeans, on a tape measure, etc?
Do you think I am crazy for wanting to be a size 8?
