...Let me explain.
I was at the Wal-mart with Goldilocks the other day, waiting in the purgatory of the longest checkout lines in town, when I saw a beacon of light--the checkstand rotisserie chicken carosel. I am not making this up. You know how at the grocery store at 4:00 they put all of the fresh bread, smelling of deliciousness and your future shame of eating half of it before getting home? At this Wal-mart they do the same thing, ONLY WITH CHICKEN. Genius. I nearly bought two out of crazed delight before I remembered it would take me a week to eat just one chicken and the second would go bad before I could enjoy it.
And it got me thinking how things have changed since my gastric bypass 20.5 months ago (I'm counting the time like mothers do their children. As an aside, when do they stop counting in months? I actually heard a friend of mine say her boy was 36 months.) Sorry for the tangent. Anyhoo, it's one of those clearly illuminating moments of how things have changed. I think Oprah calls them Aha! moments, but I'm afraid to use that term in case I have her goons sent after me. That's right. The Oprah goons. I'm pretty sure they're real.
2 years ago, I would have impulse-bought a king size Snickers, maybe some gum, or the aforementioned French Bread Loaf of Shame. Chicken? That isn't fried? Forget it.
So much has changed that it's hard to realize when exactly that happened. Don't get me wrong--old habits WILL creep back in: night eating, carbs, overeating, taking a piece of candy from a co-worker's jar. I promise you, if you are still within your 1st year of surgery and thinking that it won't happen to you, that these things will happen. I had people tell me, and I didn't believe them either. But your own food demons will pop back up in an ugly way. The key is to focus on the changes you've made and to stay positive that you have made enough of a change in your first year of surgery that you have the tools to beat them back into submission.
So today, I'm focusing on my new impulse purchase. The Snickers didn't snicker at me or anything. I instinctively and without much thought went for something that really feeds my body, and not something that feeds those food demons. I beat them back...for today...
Editing the notes of my life as I go through treatment for Pancreatic Cancer. Formerly the Bariatric Babe, working on becoming a Survivor.
Showing posts with label strategies for success. Show all posts
Showing posts with label strategies for success. Show all posts
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Bariatric surgery stream of consciousness
I didn't really know what to write about, but I keep having people tell me it's been too long since I've updated. So I'm going with a stream of consciousness thing. Let's try the "Good news, Bad news" thing.
Bad News (let's get it out of the way)
Bad News (let's get it out of the way)
- I've been off-program. REALLY off-program. I haven't been working out, and I've been grazing in the evenings instead of eating my meal and then stopping (this, by the way, is the surest way to failure after surgery). I couldn't figure out what had changed until clumps of hair started falling out again. Ta-DA! My thyroid is extremely low (for me), which translates to weight gain and extreme tiredness (which then translates to skipping the gym and eating continually to keep your energy level up). Now that we know what's going on and have adjusted my thyroid dose, I've started working out again, feeling better, and slowed down the grazing. But I still have work to do on the eating thing.
- My weight is not changing. The doctor took out about 12lbs of fat, and I weigh the same now as before surgery. Some of it is still swelling, I'm sure, but I also think my thyroid hiccup and the resulting changes is a big part of that.
- My cravings have come back. The doctor told me this would happen eventually. I hate it when other people are more right than me. I do know that if I can kick the carbs completely for about a week that the cravings will subside (although not disappear completely). But it truly is a miserable thing to do. Think about all the movies you've seen about people going cold-turkey off drugs. That's what it feels like to quit carbs--it ain't fun. But you do feel better afterwards, and you find that you don't have the same cravings, or that they are more manageable.
- Pilates (with a one-on-one trainer) has been an absolute god-send for me. Not the mat-based pilates that you see at the gym or on workout videos. That crap is HARD. But the real thing, on the real machines (that look like torture devices), with a real instructor guiding you along so you don't hurt yourself. See, when you do it on your own, with just a mat, you have to use your body weight for resistance. On the machines, they take away some of that resistance so you can still do the same moves, but more easily (and less likely to hurt yourself). I find I look taller and leaner, and I love the concentration it requires. It's helped me rehab my knee and get my muscle tone back in my legs. It's helped my feet and ankles, which has re-trained the way I walk. If you can afford it, I highly recommend it.
- I am still enormously lucky. I have a supportive family who loves me, and who is willing to help me along every step of this process. A big part of that is the financial assistance, which I don't know if I'd have been able to get the quality surgery that I had. My insurance company, that starts with a K and means a German General, had approved me for surgery with a waiting list of 1 year. They also were not designated a Center for Bariatric Excellence at the time (although they are now), and that was a big deal to me. So I was able to go the self-pay route with the best doctor in the area because of the help from my family. They also helped cover my other bills when I was off-work (with no salary) during recovery, and who is helping me with the surgical "business." And, to boot, they are loving and supportive, and just generally good people with good humor. Yes. I am seriously the luckiest person I know, and I don't take it for granted.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Blah blah blah...
Well, it's a blah day. In fact, it's been a blah week. Guess what overweight people do when they feel blah? Yeah. And I've really been struggling. My surgery has not ended up as restrictive as I'd hoped for. I knew before surgery that I needed a really tight leash to rein myself in. If I didn't, I wouldn't have needed the surgery. Frankly, if I could throw on a choke collar right now I would.
Don't get me wrong, I am restricted, but it isn't enough. I can eat around it (in that I don't dump, and I don't throw up), and I don't want to do that. About 80-85% percent of the time I follow the rules and do what I'm supposed to, otherwise I wouldn't be where I am now, 155 pounds lighter. But 15-20% I take the leeway, and it goes from being "wiggle room" (which my doctor says should be 5-10%) to a big problem.
So I need to ask myself some questions:
1. What's bothering me? Why am I turning to the food?
2. Why am I sabotaging my own success? Am I content with where I am now? Am I afraid to get smaller?
3. Is this a clinical depression, or am I just struggling like normal people do? (Full disclosure: I stopped taking anti-depressants after surgery with my doctor's approval. I do not play when it comes to this stuff.)
4. Is it hormonal? If so, should I change my birth control to see if it helps or should I just be prepared for this every 4 weeks?
5. Is it that I haven't been working out as much? I know that working out really does improve my mood, so if that's the issue I just need to refocus my time and energy.
If you have half a brain (and I know you do), you probably came to the same conclusion I did after reading this. I need to journal EVERYTHING--food, mood, and exercise--so I can get to the bottom of what is going on.
Have I mentioned here before how much I hate that? If not, let me explain. I hate it with a purple passion. I hate it like "Sarah Palin in 2012." I hate it like being stuck in a cave with canned green beans as my only option for survival. I hate it like I hate having to tell 300+ people that they no longer have a job...you probably get the picture.
Unfortunately, I think it's really my only option if I'm going to figure this out and be successful in the long run. It's time to put on my big girl panties and get my journal on. Please feel free to send me any hints, tips, or suggestions on how do make this less painful...
Don't get me wrong, I am restricted, but it isn't enough. I can eat around it (in that I don't dump, and I don't throw up), and I don't want to do that. About 80-85% percent of the time I follow the rules and do what I'm supposed to, otherwise I wouldn't be where I am now, 155 pounds lighter. But 15-20% I take the leeway, and it goes from being "wiggle room" (which my doctor says should be 5-10%) to a big problem.
So I need to ask myself some questions:
1. What's bothering me? Why am I turning to the food?
2. Why am I sabotaging my own success? Am I content with where I am now? Am I afraid to get smaller?
3. Is this a clinical depression, or am I just struggling like normal people do? (Full disclosure: I stopped taking anti-depressants after surgery with my doctor's approval. I do not play when it comes to this stuff.)
4. Is it hormonal? If so, should I change my birth control to see if it helps or should I just be prepared for this every 4 weeks?
5. Is it that I haven't been working out as much? I know that working out really does improve my mood, so if that's the issue I just need to refocus my time and energy.
If you have half a brain (and I know you do), you probably came to the same conclusion I did after reading this. I need to journal EVERYTHING--food, mood, and exercise--so I can get to the bottom of what is going on.
Have I mentioned here before how much I hate that? If not, let me explain. I hate it with a purple passion. I hate it like "Sarah Palin in 2012." I hate it like being stuck in a cave with canned green beans as my only option for survival. I hate it like I hate having to tell 300+ people that they no longer have a job...you probably get the picture.
Unfortunately, I think it's really my only option if I'm going to figure this out and be successful in the long run. It's time to put on my big girl panties and get my journal on. Please feel free to send me any hints, tips, or suggestions on how do make this less painful...
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
I said, "Free stuff!"
Wow. Overwhelming response to my offer to send someone free stuff (but a shout out to my two peeps who did respond--right on!).
I was telling a friend about this and she said, and I quote, "Duh!" She told me I needed to post a picture of the schwag I've put together for the giveaway so people know what they are getting. And then I went, and I quote, "Oh. DUH is right!"
So here you are:
I was telling a friend about this and she said, and I quote, "Duh!" She told me I needed to post a picture of the schwag I've put together for the giveaway so people know what they are getting. And then I went, and I quote, "Oh. DUH is right!"
So here you are:
- A new copy of Geneen Roth's fab book "Women Food and God" on intuitive eating
- My favorite snack (decent protein in a chip!), Newman's Own Organic White Cheddar Soy Crisps (although I can't promise it will be this exact bag if the munchies strike, but I'll get you a new, unopened one)
- Single-serve Justin's nut butters--classic almond and honey almond (really good with some apple slices)
- Myoplex lite protein bar in chocolate chocolate chip. (Note, the carbs are a little high if you are post-op and tend to dump on carbs--I've never had a problem with them myself, though, and they are seriously good!)
- Life Script protein powder in chocolate bliss (good for reg'lar people as well as post-ops)
- The world's best hand lotion...my absolute favorite one by Bliss
- Get an entry for posting your favorite strategies in the comment section (please remember to leave me an e-mail address so I can contact the winner).
- Get a bonus entry for each suggested strategy (up to 5 bonus entries, although you can always leave more suggestions).
- Get another entry for announcing this giveaway on your own blog, and get a bonus entry if you include a link to this post. Be sure to tell me about it in the comment section so you get your bonus entries (and so I can check out your blog).
- Get a final bonus entry if you spread it to a social-networking site like Facebook, Twitter, or post it on a message board (one bonus entry for each one, and be sure to tell me about it in the comments to get credit).
Sunday, February 6, 2011
In the deep snow of Colorado, no one can hear you eat...or give away schwag
Winter has returned here, with a bit of a vengence. Here's the dirty little secret...Denver does not usually get the kind of snow you think it does. Our usual pattern is a couple of inches overnight to make you morning commute a horror, but then because we get so much sun and because the air is so dry--high desert you know, usually the snow melts and evaporates off the street in time for the afternoon commute. All of the fun benefits of snow with only a small proportion of the inconvenience.
This freaking arctic air has given us a taste of the Midwest and East Coast type of snow. Once it snows, it stays. And stays. And stays.
And I had forgotten how difficult it is to make good choices when I am stuck in my house for too long. Heck, I have problems making good choices when I'm just in my house for an entire evening, let alone two and a half days. So weekends are always difficult for me. I've learned to do stuff, get out, and distract myself from just sitting all day and polishing off any carb in my house (if I had the stupidity to allow it through the door in the first place).
Don't get me wrong. I could clean my house and make it presentable. I could do my taxes. I could go through my closet and pull things out that are too big and prepare them for the Goodwill. But all of that seems like work when I could just snuggle into the couch, pull up my sadly neglected DVR, pet The Beast (i.e. my 7.5 pound kitty), and watch TV all day. But, more than likely, that leads to constant snacking, the one easy way to defeat the purpose of weight loss surgery.
You see, you can trick your pouch. If you just slowly snack all day, you can pack in a whole lot of calories without even realizing. If you snack on soft or airy things like carbs, they will squish through your pouch quickly enough so you have room for more, more, more.
I have done this a few times. I'm not perfect, despite all the rumors to the contrary. I did have a weekend where I gave in to the darkness and ate nothing but bread all weekend long. Seriously, the Babe ate an entire loaf of bread. It took all weekend to do it, but do it I did. (This is why yummy artisan bread has to stay at the store or the restaurant and can never come home with me). What can I say, I'm one of those types that always has to test the boundaries.
But here's what I learned: I may not get "sick" in the traditional sense (i.e. throwing up), but by Monday I felt like crap. I had no energy. I felt bloated and icky. And all my old cravings that hadn't bothered me too much came back with a vengence and I had to keep talking myself down off the "nothing but carb" ledge for about a week until I was able to purge that out of my system (physical and mental). And that was HARD. I had forgotten how strong those cravings can be, and how powerless they can make me feel. And I had a whole week to be reminded of it. So yeah, the temporary enjoyment, the freedom of eating whatever I wanted, the comfort of a familiar and beloved food ended up not being worth it.
I'm reminded of all of this because when I'm stuck in my house for any length of time it all comes roaring back. And I know that I have to make a pre-emptive strike against boredom, old habits, the need for comforting, and lack of structure.
I found a great post by the post-op ladies of Pouch Party, on Top 5 Ways to stay occupied when snowed in (check out the link). And I decided to create my own:
I've learned that planning is really the secret to being successful for me. And since it is not in my nature to be a planner, I really have to force myself into it.
What strategies do you all use to avoid falling back into bad habits? I really need to hear your ideas, so I can add them to my book of tricks.
To encourage you, I am doing my first bloggy give-away! How about a sampler-pack of some of my favorite healthy treats--from protein bars and powders, to my favorite guilty pleasures (like the soy crisps I always rave about). I'll throw in some other gifties too--I have a bunch of stuff in mind and will post a photo of the "gift basket" this week (when I organize it and make it pretty). Don't worry, it'll be good stuff for anyone--not just post-ops.
I'll give you one week to respond, and draw for the winner on Sunday, Feb. 13--just in time for Valentine's day! Here's how to win:
This freaking arctic air has given us a taste of the Midwest and East Coast type of snow. Once it snows, it stays. And stays. And stays.
And I had forgotten how difficult it is to make good choices when I am stuck in my house for too long. Heck, I have problems making good choices when I'm just in my house for an entire evening, let alone two and a half days. So weekends are always difficult for me. I've learned to do stuff, get out, and distract myself from just sitting all day and polishing off any carb in my house (if I had the stupidity to allow it through the door in the first place).
Don't get me wrong. I could clean my house and make it presentable. I could do my taxes. I could go through my closet and pull things out that are too big and prepare them for the Goodwill. But all of that seems like work when I could just snuggle into the couch, pull up my sadly neglected DVR, pet The Beast (i.e. my 7.5 pound kitty), and watch TV all day. But, more than likely, that leads to constant snacking, the one easy way to defeat the purpose of weight loss surgery.
You see, you can trick your pouch. If you just slowly snack all day, you can pack in a whole lot of calories without even realizing. If you snack on soft or airy things like carbs, they will squish through your pouch quickly enough so you have room for more, more, more.
I have done this a few times. I'm not perfect, despite all the rumors to the contrary. I did have a weekend where I gave in to the darkness and ate nothing but bread all weekend long. Seriously, the Babe ate an entire loaf of bread. It took all weekend to do it, but do it I did. (This is why yummy artisan bread has to stay at the store or the restaurant and can never come home with me). What can I say, I'm one of those types that always has to test the boundaries.
But here's what I learned: I may not get "sick" in the traditional sense (i.e. throwing up), but by Monday I felt like crap. I had no energy. I felt bloated and icky. And all my old cravings that hadn't bothered me too much came back with a vengence and I had to keep talking myself down off the "nothing but carb" ledge for about a week until I was able to purge that out of my system (physical and mental). And that was HARD. I had forgotten how strong those cravings can be, and how powerless they can make me feel. And I had a whole week to be reminded of it. So yeah, the temporary enjoyment, the freedom of eating whatever I wanted, the comfort of a familiar and beloved food ended up not being worth it.
I'm reminded of all of this because when I'm stuck in my house for any length of time it all comes roaring back. And I know that I have to make a pre-emptive strike against boredom, old habits, the need for comforting, and lack of structure.
I found a great post by the post-op ladies of Pouch Party, on Top 5 Ways to stay occupied when snowed in (check out the link). And I decided to create my own:
- Try a new Protein-Packed recipe. Today I'm going to make quinoa porridge, which I've heard lots of post-ops rave about, so I have it for breakfast this week. I'm also making Buffalo-style chicken in my crock-pot (chicken + Frank's Red Hot sauce + butter = delicious). This way I'll have good food to eat all week.
- Do a workout on the Wii, or using a DVD, or one of the On-Demand workouts. Smartly, I bought Zumba for the Wii yesterday before the snow started to fly, and I'm ready to try out a full workout on it.
- Comb the internet for healthy ideas. Check on the other blogs I subscribe to, post-surgical chat sites, look for a new workout music mix on iTunes, etc.
- Have a game plan (so appropriate for Super Bowl Sunday). I've planned out my day's eating, and so far so good.
- Mix it up. I have HD-ADD, which means that I'm easily distracted but when I do manage to concentrate, I REALLY concentrate). So that means, start cooking, then workout, then watch a 30 minute show on the DVR, then empty the diswasher, then organize my tax receipts, then repeat the whole thing. It's like circuit training, but for my body and mind.
I've learned that planning is really the secret to being successful for me. And since it is not in my nature to be a planner, I really have to force myself into it.
What strategies do you all use to avoid falling back into bad habits? I really need to hear your ideas, so I can add them to my book of tricks.
To encourage you, I am doing my first bloggy give-away! How about a sampler-pack of some of my favorite healthy treats--from protein bars and powders, to my favorite guilty pleasures (like the soy crisps I always rave about). I'll throw in some other gifties too--I have a bunch of stuff in mind and will post a photo of the "gift basket" this week (when I organize it and make it pretty). Don't worry, it'll be good stuff for anyone--not just post-ops.
I'll give you one week to respond, and draw for the winner on Sunday, Feb. 13--just in time for Valentine's day! Here's how to win:
- Get an entry for posting your favorite strategies in the comment section (please remember to leave me an e-mail address so I can contact the winner).
- Get a bonus entry for each suggested strategy (up to 5 bonus entries, although you can always leave more suggestions).
- Get another entry for announcing this giveaway on your own blog, and get a bonus entry if you include a link to this post. Be sure to tell me about it in the comment section so you get your bonus entries (and so I can check out your blog).
- Get a final bonus entry if you spread it to a social-networking site like Facebook, Twitter, or post it on a message board (one bonus entry for each one, and be sure to tell me about it in the comments to get credit).
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