It's really hard to keep my eating free of processed foods and I definitely slip up, sometimes for days in a row. The vegan part of the plan is not too hard though. I do occasionally have a little bit of cheese and sometimes, when I eat some "junk" food like crackers or chips that are not labeled vegan (there's a lot of junk that is vegan, that's for sure) I suspect I'm getting some whey or eggs. But I do keep striving for perfection. It's all part of the journey and when I mess up I don't stress about it too much. I can only do my best.
Something kind of interesting happened. About a month ago I decided to increase my weekly running mileage. I was doing a random, haphazard three miles about three - sometimes four, sometimes two - times a week. I decided to commit to fifteen miles a week, with one of those runs being a five mile slow run. I worked up to it without any problems and was careful to watch my eating. It would be easy to say, oh, I can eat whatever I want after a five mile run. So, I made sure not to do that. Lo and behold, I gained about four pounds anyway. What the heck? I've read that it takes months to build muscle, so I knew I hadn't reached that point yet, so what was going on? Well, soon, maybe because I was discouraged by the numbers on the scale, or maybe it's because the weather was changing, or maybe it's because of the running (which I continued, despite the weight gain) I succumbed to cravings and fell into some ugly eating patterns. Things like too much grains, nut butters, chips, etc. and then, of course, the newly gained four pounds wanted to cling tighter to my bones.
Well, eventually, last weekend to be exact, seeing the scale at 132, I decided I'd had enough with the overeating off plan. I didn't feel as good as before and it would be easy to just let my weight continue to creep up. So, I set out to prepare meals in advance to get me back on track. By Wednesday I was feeling a little lighter and a little more energetic. The cravings for salty junk were going away. And by this morning, I'm glad to say, I'm back to 128. And my running... fifteen miles already done this week.
The other cool thing I'm noticing is the shape my much smaller body is taking. In my clothes there's nothing that bulges or hangs over the sides. I'm much tighter, longer and leaner. Like most women, and probably men too, I mostly haven't been pleased with my body. Never in my life. Isn't that sad? And, while even now, I can't say that I love my body, I do think we've become really good friends. I look at it in the mirror and say, "Yeah, I like you, you're okay." And I smile. I have to be real about it though, after all I'm 49 years old and I'm pretty sure I look 49 and not younger, so I accept that things aren't going to be holding up like a 29 year old. But I feel really good and I'm grateful to be in such good health. Even menopause hasn't been noticeable to me. Oh, and remember that pain that I was having in my upper back a few years ago and it turned out to be osteoarthritis? It's completely gone. I even forgot I ever had it.
So, this is what I'm grateful for. I guess I don't mind that I look my age and not younger because, well, I see my reflection and think, "She looks good for 49."
1/1/11 - 152 Restarted SBD plan
3/1/12 - 141 Became vegan
6/7/12 - 136
9/1/12 - 128