Since I mentioned earlier my rather rash decision to book a ticket and fly back to Colorado in November, I have stuck to what I wrote. I am counting calories and weighing, and so on. Even though it drives me crazy. The only reason I am doing so right now is that it creates an illusion of control, and I'm enjoying that part at least.
For the record; when I lost all of my weight (80+ lbs) and got to goal weight, and then maintained that for several years, I did so without counting a single calorie. Instead, I had a healthy eating plan that worked with portion sizes and extremely clean food choices - the same plan I am following now. I will not continue counting calories once I re-ingrain the habits that I broke. Which, if I remember correctly, took about six weeks until it wasn't a struggle anymore, and upwards of 15+ until it was unconscious habit (auto-pilot, or simply embracing the healthy lifestyle, whatever you want to call it.) If counting calories keeps me on the straight and narrow until it gets set in stone once again, I'll do it. But I will not be counting for the rest of my life. That is a prison I will not sit in, and I've already proven that I don't have to.
(And if I sound defensive, I think it's because I HATE counting calories. And a calorie is not just a calorie anyway, as different foods break down differently in the body, but that's a whole other discussion. Calories irritate the heck out of me.)
I have also figured out that counting this week, I had 14 weeks until I leave. You can do a lot of things in 14 weeks. Heck, I trained for many half-marathons in less time than that! With my starting weigh-in of 194lbs (5'10 height, and yes, I'm going to say that every week so some of my other comments will make sense, like this next one...) that means that I can reasonably expect to get back in my weight range and not be (by the numbers) considered overweight when I go on my trip. Oh sure, I won't be at my goal weight of 150lbs, but if I do this right I can be in my weight range for my height (or really, really close) by then, and finally get this extra bit I put on over the past year OFF.
So, this is week one of 14. Of course the larger goal is to to shift back my drifting self to the permanent lifestyle I had enjoyed for many years and somehow got off track with. Lofty goal, and the main point, but I'm focusing on the short term for right now and that darn nest of family vipers I'm going to be swimming in (even though it has nothing to do with my weight, and even if I showed up at my goal weight it would make no difference. Illusion of control, gotta love it.)
Week One, In Review:
Week one: 192.5 (-1.5 I'm not happy with that for a first week, considering there should have been water weight lost too. My body may be deciding to fight me all the way.)
Eating: I give my eating an A-, as it was nearly perfect except for a couple of occasions that I chose something that was off my super-clean eating plan (but that most people would probably have no problem with - i.e. raw almonds, skim milk, etc), but I kept everything within my calories and didn't go over. So, a couple points off, but I'm proud of my week. I tracked, I made good choices, I had not a single speck of sugar. I didn't throw myself out the window.
Exercise: I'm going with an B+. I hit every single workout except lower body weights because my knee is still injured (but there were two upper body weight sessions.) I dealt with a little pain on my runs (three runs at 3-4 miles each) and I took it easy. I took points off for taking it easy even though I have to, because it's just not up to snuff. For the first time I didn't have pain or repercussions afterward, but that didn't mean it was time to do weighted squats, so no lower body weights. On that day, I didn't run either, because I knew I was going to be walking several hours at the fair. I don't regret my choice, but my week wasn't perfect. So, that's where I'm grading myself.
Overall? I'm somewhere around an A- and a B+ for my week.
Unfortunately, I've rekindled my hate for salad. I'm saladed out, so I'm going to have to figure out a strategy for week two that involves NO salad. I'm kind of hoping it'll be cool enough for me to sauté up vegetables instead, but we'll see.
Onward to week two. One down, 13 to go.