by kkrichar » Sun Feb 19, 2017 5:20 pm
Note: I'm editing this post to keep track of my weight loss.
Date Weight Change Cumulative Change
2/15/2017: 163.8
2/24/2018: 162.8 -1 -1
Hi All,
KirstyKay has inspired me to start a new journal. I've been around the boards a long time. For many years without any real success, then a couple years with great success and peace with food and then back into the grips of the pleasure trap. I have a couple other journals and I don't really want to rehash a lot of what I've already shared but I would like a Cliff's Notes version of what it was like, what happened and what things are like now. I want it here for several reasons. 1) Other people who are where I am right now will not feel alone, 2) in the future, when these difficult times are behind me, newcomers can see I was exactly where they are now, and 3) the next time I go on vacation or just need a reminder of how bad things can get I can reread these entries and be reminded of what it was like.
I have this amazing ability to revise history when it suits me. "That wasn't so bad." "I can control things if I really want to." "I'll just get right back on plan after the holidays." Those sentences may be true for some people but not for me. I fall off the wagon and it can be years before I come back and a lot of pain and misery in the days between.
I don't want to put the whole sad story in one post so I'll break it up over a week maybe. Let me just start with an intro about where I am today. I got back, about a week ago, from a trip to Costa Rica. I've wanted to go there every since I first read about Dr. McDougall's Costa Rican Adventure Trip. My fiance and I couldn't afford to do that but we could visit the country. We stayed at an AirBnB and I ate mostly beans and rice while I was there that I made myself along with corn tortillas, fruits and vegetables we bought in the grocery stores or Farmer's Market. We did eat in some restaurants and that food was not compliant. I have been off and on the McDougall Plan for the last couple years. I've gained over 20 pounds (mostly the first year) and have been struggling to find the willingness to recommit the entire time. In the weeks I've been back on the plan I've felt good and asked myself why I ever deviate and then I deviate again. It's insanity really.
Anyhoo, I had a wonderful time in Costa Rica but, like most contemporary vacations, there is no shortage of photo opportunities. We went on several excursions (white water rafting, zip lining and rappelling in the rain forest) and the tour companies take your picture the whole time. Then they try to sell you the pictures. Its great if you don't hate the sight of yourself. My fiance bought a GoPro right before we left and was obsessed with his new toy the entire trip. Every night he'd play the videos he had recorded and try to trim them to put snippets on social media. Every time I saw my image I wanted to cry. I couldn't believe how bad I let things get again. I thought I was done with this and here I was again. I also felt bad that I couldn't be excited about his collection of our trip memories. I felt bad for myself and for him and for our relationship and pending marriage. It was so clear how my relationship with food spreads into so many areas of my life. It's not just me who suffers. There was one excursion where several of us climbed a rope onto a waterfall and the photographer took everyone's picture as we jumped off. When it was my turn to climb up I really struggled to get my body out of the water. I just didn't have enough strength in my arms to hold my weight and my feet were slipping on the rocks making it difficult to use my leg strength. I was afraid and embarrassed and chastised myself for getting so fat. Eventually I did get up on the rock but, of course, I hated the picture the photographer took!!
I did enjoy my vacation despite feeling bad about how I looked and felt. However, I came home with the willingness I needed to recommit. I had a week of beautiful sunny weather and beans and rice and veggies to get me started. My fiance and I are getting married in a year and I don't want to bring this abusive relationship with food into our marriage. I don't want to hate myself on our honeymoon. I don't want to be physically limited in what we can do while on vacation because I'm trapped in an unhealthy relationship with food and I don't have the strength to lift my own body. We are adventure travelers. We love to cliff jump and rappel and zip line and raft and hike and snorkel and swim. Personally, I love to run. My running was the best it's ever been 2 years ago. I want that back. I want my beautiful, peaceful, active, adventurous life back and I want to share it with my fiance for the rest of my days.
So, I'm back from Costa Rica. I'm all inspired to get on the food plan. I buy groceries. Make food for work. Things are going well. A couple days in I get the news that a friend of mine (48 years old) died from heart failure. We weren't super close but I always really liked her. She was an alcoholic and struggled all the time I knew her. She never found peace and eventually her body couldn't take anymore punishment. I'm 48. I haven't been able to find sustained peace with food. I continue to abuse my body, then treat it well, then abuse it again, over and over again. One of these times could be my last. I don't want to gamble with my life anymore. This isn't about looking good in my wedding photos. This is about living happy, joyous and free for all the days I can.
My first date back on the plan was Wednesday, Feb. 15th, 2017. I weighed 163.8. I think my 5'6" days are over. The last few times I've been to the doctor I think I was measured at 5'5" 1/2. Maybe even 5'5" once. Anyhoo, I decided to recalculate my BMI using 5'5" instead of 5'6". Ouch. That puts me back over 27 (27.3). Sniff. It's hard enough recalculating with the added weight but shaving some height off the deal was just cruel. But, it is what it is and we all have to start somewhere. I might get one of those new tickers. I joined the MWL weigh-in group. So, I plan to post my weekly weight there and in my journal. And, I think I'll do what KirstyKay is doing and make a monthly post with changes in measurements and whatnot.
I titled my journal Pura Vida because that's what they say in Costa Rica. Literally it means "pure life" but colloquially they use it to mean many things like "great!" or "see ya" or "congratulations". They also say, "live slow." And I think that's great too. This is my life now. This is how I eat. I want to live the slow, pure life that a whole foods, low fat, plant based diet can provide.
So forward we go into our beautiful, adventurous lives. PURA VIDA!!
Kelly
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kkrichar on Sat Feb 25, 2017 10:46 am, edited 1 time in total.
HW: 220 lbs BMI=36.3
CW: 162 lbs BMI=26.5
GW: 135 lbs BMI=22.3