I hate calorie counting. It is a right royal faff. I hate weighing stuff out and adding it all together, and don't even get me started on trying to second guess the maths value of food that is eaten outside of the control of the scales and calculator at home! As if people who want to try and keep a tab on their eating should even DARE to want to eat out on occasion! Perish the thought!
Anyway, still faced with the realisation that I really do, for the sake of my future health, need to lose another 2 stones of weight, but at the same time not wanting to restrict the rest of my life to counting effing calories, I thought, 'I know. I shall start a food diary. I shall simply write down everything I eat. That's eat. No weighing, no adding. But EVERY time I consume food or drink I shall write it down.' And I promised to myself that it EXACTLY what I would do. Write down EVERYTHING. Nothing more, nothing less.
I called my diary...
I even made an event of it with a bit of mindful colouring! And its preface...
Bit of humour doesn't go amiss, I thought. And then I started. Every time I ate or drank something, I wrote it down along with the time I ate/drank it. For example...
I also added a little list at the bottom of each page called 'Three Good Things Today...' because apparently it is good to end the day thinking about the positives rather than the negatives like, oh I don't know, being whalloped on the hand by a wild jogger, for example. (Bruise almost gone, thank you for asking. Which is more than can be said for my current loathing of the b*****d pavement hoggers as they shall henceforth be known.)
I start a fresh page for each day. And at the back of my book (which is bright pink)...
...I have a daily weigh-in record because the advice seems now to be that if you weigh yourself every day you are better able to see the daily natural fluctuations that occur AND it keeps you focused on what you are doing. So I hop on the scales every day - naked and after pees and poos (probably too much info so apologies for that) - and make a note. I also have scales that measure in quarter pounds so that is encouraging, too.
And do you know what? Do you??? In the last 11 days of merely writing things down (no counting, no weighing, no adding stuff together, eating what I like) I have lost 4 pounds! Oh yes!!
Do you know what I think it is? I think it is a) that I can't be bothered with the whole faff of having to write EVERYTHING down e.g '11.27 - two grapes' then '12.02 - a Polo mint and a biscuit' etc etc etc and b) that by looking at the black and white truth at the end of each day I can see where my 'weak' times are (coming in from work, for example) and the type of food I go for. And I can o something about it, like coming in from work and getting straight on with something else like writing or sewing.
But mostly I think it is because I want to avoid the faff of writing everything down. It actually puts me off constantly picking at stuff which I know has always been a poor habit of mine. Grazing. Which is generally linked to things bovine. Which should have told me all I needed to know in the first place really, cows being on the hefty side as they are.
Anyway, there is enough space in my diary to record for about 6 months. That's a good amount of time to lose a couple of stones-ish, isn't it? And it is a health thing. Not an 'I've got a sudden urge to wear mini skirts and hotpants' thing.
Today is the 18 year anniversary of my dad dying of a massive and unexpected heart attack at the age of 56 which is only 6 years older than I am now. Both my mum and my younger brother have diabetes because it is a 'thing' on my maternal side of the family. And it's good, isn't it, to be aware of the fact I am now over 50 and I ought to take the best care I can of myself? Especially as I want a second career as a textile artist and I shall be VERY cross if it doesn't last at least 30 years.
The food diary is working! Odd, but true. It has given me a heightened sense of control and awareness and best of all it is the first time I have ever tried to lose weight and not felt bloomin' miserable in the process. In fact, I feel positively chipper!! (But that could also be thanks to the sewing buzz and the fact I saw a tiny violet flower today, so Spring must be on the way.😃!)