“Can I help you?” She asks, her hand warm on my shoulder.
I look up from my bent to the floor stance, facing the sea of jean choices, and bite back my go-to, “No, thanks. I’m fine.”
Because her, I like. And help, I need.
She pulls me up, turns me around, places her hand on my hip.
“Well honey, these are way too big.” She smiles.
Her, I love.
I just finished a whole round of the 17 Day Diet, and lost twenty pounds and two jean sizes!
I did, however, get a titch over-confident in my abilities to hop on and off of the diet for date nights and outings and days away, without gaining weight.
And when I tried Cycle 3 in the fall, I wasn’t able to stick to it. Here’s why.
Of the three cycles, Cycle 3 is the most like traditional diets.
Proteins are limited, sugar free yogurt, low fat ice cream, and cheese make an appearance, and carbohydrates -while healthy and in small portions- are eaten daily.
And this is where I’ve struggled in the past.
One Skinny Cow Ice Cream never hurt anyone’s waist line.
The problem lies in the whole row eaten in the blink of an eye, or the passing of a TV show, or the writing of a chapter.
So during this school year I maintained the good habits that I learned last summer. My planned meals were healthy and balanced.
But I also ate pizza and cake and Girl Scout cookies. (Ohmygoodness, why are those so very delicious?)
And while I didn’t gain much of the weight back, my energy was low and my mood was crabby and finally, I was ready for a change.
So I made one.
For the past fifty days I’ve planned my meals and snacks, exercised daily, and refocused my re-found energy on good – good food, good people, good choices.
I completed all three cycles without “breaks” or “cheats.”
I found full, stopped finishing absolutely everything on my plate, appreciated serving sizes, and became one of those annoying girls at restaurants asking a million questions about how things are cooked and what they’re made with and what could be substituted for fried green beans. (Who fries green beans?)
And you know what? I’m so proud of myself for that one change that this all comes down to: Refocusing on me, instead of food.
My biggest challenges were still outings with friends and birthday cakes and the smell of pizza.
But I found my confidence to tell my story – what I was doing and what I was working on.
And wow, are people ever supportive and helpful and don’t mind (much) when you pass on bread and butter or chips and salsa because as my husband oh so very lovingly points out, more for him.
Today I’m starting the whole sha-bang over again with Cycle 1, working my way towards my goal weight.
Wish me luck friends, and hold the fried green beans!
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