Wow! 90 days in! Just 10 more days to go. That is now three consecutive Whole 30s under my belt, and the second longest I’ve managed to stick to a particular way of eating. I think the only way of eating that I have stuck with for longer so far was the Tesco GI Diet in 2008.
Let’s talk numbers. Since January this year, I have lost 50 lbs in total, and 30.7 lbs since I started my Whole 100. This is a bit of a funny one for me. My team mates at work have asked how I am doing and are always amazed at the number that trips off my tongue, but it doesn’t feel that much. I have found myself getting a little disheartened (which I know is silly) as I know that I have probably just ticked over a third of the way to my goal. I think the sadness has come from two places – 1) that I have lost a lot of weight already now, but there is still a long way to go, and 2) that I have been so heavy for so long that I actually asked Matt the other night “when will I be a normal size?”. I’m not looking for sympathy, as these moments are always countered by the feeling that I am finally getting somewhere with it, and have lost the most I have ever lost.
Yo-yoing feelings aside, this is how my Day 1 to Day 90 compares:
I don’t think I have realised quite how tired I look first thing in the morning. Bags aside, I think it is safe to say that I have the beginnings of a waist again (hurrah!). I have to admit, I’m pleased as I can see much more of a change now, and clearly sticking at it is really beginning to pay off. One thing I have noticed in the picture above it that the drop in my right shoulder is getting more obvious as I lose weight. I came off my motorbike years ago and damaged my shoulder. I hadn’t really noticed the droop until today.
From the side, I can see that I am beginning to go in now, and the double chin is slowly receding, which is always good news.
The trousers that I bought after not being able to find a pair I liked initially, are now baggy. They’re not quite as baggy as when I last needed to move down a size, but they’re definitely on their way. I’m holding off buying a new pair until towards the end of August – firstly, I am beginning to get a little nervous about what life post-Whole 100 looks like, but secondly, I haven’t budgeted for it (I am trying to rein my spending back in with the wonderful YNAB app). In terms of tops, I’m now able to fit into more of my wardrobe too, which is really great and meaning I can have “work clothes” and “normal clothes” rather than mixing the two.
I’m also super impressed that I haven’t really ended up in a food rut at all for the last 90 days. I did look for some Whole 30 compliant new recipes that I could make recently, and this sausage and butternut squash casserole (here) was a big hit.
Another highlight for me has been not dying whilst walking up hills. Last weekend, Matt and I went to Wiscombe Park in East Devon to watch a hill climb race (in a nutshell, cars will sprint to the top of the hill). Spectators had to park at the top of the hill in a different field and walk down into the valley. That’s all well and good, but what goes down must also come up if you want to get back to your car. I can’t confess to having sauntered up the hill in a spritely manner, but I definitely didn’t die, or really stop. (I really feel that the picture hasn’t done the steepness of the hill any justice).
When I write these weigh in posts, I usually take a look back at the most recent one to see what I was writing and experiencing to see what has really changed over that period of time. I note that in my 60 day update, I was hoping to start running with the Couch to 5k programme shortly after my update. It hasn’t happened, but (and I know people say this all the time), I swear the last 30 days has galloped by without my noticing. I definitely feel like I am ready to get back out there physically now, so definitely watch this space!
Otherwise, my main activities have been walking and yoga. I’ve had good days of walking, where I have done a fair bit above 10,000 steps a day, and then some others which have been pretty, well, comatose. Yoga has been good though, and I’ve made it through the ashtanga vinyasa sequence to some of the seated poses. Initially I thought that the seated poses would be fine. It’s sat down, how hard can that be?! I think I sweat more in the seated poses than I do in some of the standing ones. I am pretty sure that I have mentioned in a previous post somewhere, that my long standing pose nemesis is downward dog. I don’t know what it is about that one, but I really struggle with it – super tight in my hamstrings, very weak in my shoulders. A few weeks later, and I can hold the pose for longer and more often without having to resort to the puppy pose. Small progress, but progress nonetheless.
I wasn’t sure whether to call this “concerns” or “nervousness” or “considerations”, but I am beginning to find myself a little nervous about coming off my Whole 100. It’s been a really good thing to do, and I have enjoyed it for the most part. I’ve eaten out less than I would have done normally, and while eating out has been a bit tricky, it hasn’t been impossible. To date, I’ve lost the most weight I ever have done from eating in a specific way. I am nervous that by coming away from my Whole 100 I will start to put the weight on again. I’m not actively worrying about it, but it’s silly things like if I have a piece of cake, will I be able to keep some sense of sanity and plough on through with my willpower, or will I revert to Steph of the past and face plant the cake and eat it all? The rock and a hard place dilemma is that I don’t want a life devoid of cake forever, but I don’t want to fall into a food based spiral back to 20+ stone again. I don’t seem to have much of a handle on moderation.
I haven’t really tried to think too much about my concerns so far, but I know I will need to address them in the imminent future.