I never used to believe it when people would say that they lost weight just by making a small adjustment in “lifestyle”. After 2.5 months of grain free eating I’m no longer a skeptic and I gotta say, it feels good!
I have avoided the scale til today because it’s a real catch 22 for me – if the results are good, it motivates me. If the numbers aren’t what I want, it can send me into a spiral of doom leading straight to the fridge. So when I started eating grain free, I decided I wouldn’t even go near the scale until I felt at least fairly happy *in my clothes*, that way the numbers wouldn’t wield much power.
This morning I was feeling priiiitee good, so I took the plunge and stepped on.
Backtracking a bit – way back in June, immediately following The Breakup, I danced in the moms’ dance in my daughter’s dance recital, as I have the last couple years. I was MISERABLE. I was an emotional wreck, I was fat, unhappy, and would have simply crawled into a hole if I could possibly have avoided the week-long recital hell. But I couldn’t, because my kid was counting on me.
Fast forward to September when I finally decided to take action and kick the grains – since then I have felt amazing physically, I don’t need naps anymore (ok, maybe on a rare occasion during that special time of the month D:), I don’t feel like a sloth after eating, and most importantly I don’t CRAVE anymore. I still have a high-stress life, but the biggest difference is that I no longer have the urge to use food as a sedative. That is HUGE. All of you who struggle with that *know* how huge that is.
Back to this morning, I figured what the heck, I’m moving steadily toward going down another pant size, I feel confident and pretty when I go out, why not see what the scale says just out of curiosity. Since going grain free, I have lost……drum roll…..
I can honestly tell you – I do not go hungry, yes I eat carbs (and plenty of them), I don’t think about food constantly, I don’t feel guilty when I eat, I don’t crave junk but I can eat a treat and be satisfied with just one, in short – I don’t try.
Again, the biggest benefit of all is that I don’t have cravings and I feel fantastic. Actually, maybe I don’t feel fantastic. Maybe I feel “normal” – maybe this is what people who don’t regularly go into a bread coma feel like. Either way, I’ll take it!
I can also honestly tell you I’m not a workout crazy gym rat. I take my dog for a two to four block walk most days, I dance around with the kids sometimes, and I try to do a few crunches and standing push-ups each day. Oh, and I love goblet squats. I just try to sprinkle a little movement in here and there throughout the day.
Don’t get me wrong – I am still in plus-sizes and probably always will be. I haven’t been in “regular sizes” in adulthood since I starved myself to a size 10 for a stupid pageant when I was 19. My “goal” is to lose another 40 pounds. If I do, I do. If I don’t, that’s ok too.
If you’re wondering what 27 pounds of weight loss actually looks like, stay tuned – the next post will be pictures! 🙂
Have you seen success in weight loss by making small changes to your lifestyle or eating habits? Share in the comments!