Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Update on Jillian.....

So Jillian's concern this week is the scale.  You all know how Jim and I feel about scales.  "Give them to someone you don't like", is Jim's famous saying.  Me on the other hand, will tell you NOT to focus on the scale and it's numbers.....but, also being female and a person that loves numbers knows that is almost entirely impossible.  Because, I still sometimes focus on that number staring blindly at me between my toes. 

WHY WON'T IT CHANGE?!?!?!?!

The first thing I would normally ask in this scenario is "How is your food?"  and you as an athlete will tell me, "it's good!" to which I reply "like how good, are you writing it down?" to which you as an athlete reply "no, I'm just eating good!"  to which I ALWAYS say "write it down, and let me check it out!"  

If you are on a journey to lose weight and you DO NOT document your food daily you are probably not eating as good as you think you are.  You could be TOTALLY Paleo.....but there is still a matter of over-eating even in the Paleo world.  If you are baking all the time and eating Paleo baked goods....that is a lot of fat.  If you are using sweet potatoes, squash, and other high glycemic vegetables for your carbohydrates every day you could be setting yourself up.  If you think you can live without fat, well then you're crazy.  Are you actually getting enough protein EVERY DAY?!?!?  We don't know if you're not writing it down. 

So the next step after going "Paleo" is to look for food patterns that would be causing you to roadblock or plateau.   Paleo doesn't mean you can have unlimited quantities of anything that is good for you if you are looking for weight loss.  So Jillian, write down your food for 3 days straight and let me check it out.

GIVE ME AWAY!!!
I have a scale story that MOST of you have heard but I will repeat until the end of time:  Because it's about me, it's true, and I have to remind myself of it on several occasions...well, like every time I step on the scale because as a women....no matter what...I will look at that number and admonish myself for being "FAT!"  Silly girl.

My daughter Brianna is 20 and 1/2 years old.  So a little over 21 (1991) years ago I found myself pregnant with my second child.  At the time I weighed 115 pounds soaking wet and wore a size 7/9 in jeans.

Fast forward 16 (2007) years and I am sitting in Jim Turnbo's gym getting measured for my first bootcamp.  I step on the scale and weigh 148 pounds.  To which I reply, "that's impossible my driver's license say's I weigh 115 pounds!"  But, it was the COLD HARD truth.  At this point I was stuffing myself into a size 10 and really should have moved on to those 12's.

Fast forward 1 year (2008) I am now 128 pounds and wear a size 0/2/4 (depending on the designer).

Fast forward 4 years (2012) Today I weigh 143 pounds and wear a size 0/2/4 (depending on the designer).

So, baffling is it?  Sure, will I always focus on the scale.  Probably.  But in reality it's just a number.  Get off the scale, give it to someone you don't like, if you're pants are falling down during a WOD, keep up the good work....if they aren't write down your food and I'll be happy to help you.

Jillian's Story:



Learning to Trust

Okay, so this week I feel like not much happened.  As you saw from last week I have indeed been struggling with time and my insane schedule. One thing I did this week in trying to address my time and be honest about how to make my priorities match my goals is I resigned my place in the Goshen College Choir.  I joined the choir the first week of school. I was thrilled. For those of you that know me and my family, you know that we are a group of singing, drama induced, performance geeks.  So, it was really exciting for me to be in a choir of such caliber for the first time in years!  I did it because of joy. My schedule doesn’t allow much time for me to partake in activities that feed my soul and I knew that being in the choir would give me a much needed creative outlet; this would bring me so much joy.  But, the realities of my day and the demands on my time forced me to make some changes in my schedule and I knew that choir was what had to go. After all, it couldn’t be chemistry, as much as I would have preferred that, and it sure couldn’t be CrossFit!  So, step in the right direction for digging deep honestly.

            The real issue that I have been thinking about this week, however, is my scale. It just isn’t doing what I want it to do, which is move down!!  I mean, we are at a snail’s pace here.  I talked to Jim about it this week and his advice to me was just to throw that thing away!  We talked about my nutrition and protein intake. He also asked me if I saw other positive changes, which I do.  My clothes are fitting better and I had to buy some new pants and bras last week because the old were just ridiculous.  But I am having trouble reconciling these facts with the scale that won’t move as fast as I want it to.  So what is really going on here?  For me, I think it’s about trust; trusting my body to do the right thing. Do I really believe that if I give my body what it needs nutritionally that it will respond?  For many years I had given up.  I was a looser who just couldn’t lose any weight. Ironic, right? I didn’t believe that I could do it, and had just sunk down into a deep pit of hopelessness.  Well, I have definitely moved beyond that place, but like peeling away at the layers of an onion, there is more to do.  On a deeper level I am having trouble trusting that I will get there.  Like in labor, my fear was that I just couldn’t do. It hurt like hell, and I was afraid. But, you know what? I DID do it! My body did work right, and as the famous midwife Ina May Gaskin always says: my body is not a lemon! 

There are many things that I have learned about myself and I know that this lesson before me must be learned too.  I need to trust that even if I don’t see the progress as fast as I wish that I will get there. Things are happening.  And since I am doing good things, good things must result!  Towards the end of the week, I got sick. A real whopper of a cold settled into my chest and I felt miserable.  This is a classic time for me to succumb to the desire for comfort foods like Ramen noodle soup (which I am not sure even technically qualifies as food) and starchy things. I didn’t do that though. I ate well. I made homemade chicken soup, slept a ton extra and gave my body a chance to feel better.  All the while upset that I couldn’t go to CrossFit.  I don’t want to lose any ground!  I am trying to trust that I am going to get there.  And Jim, I haven’t even gotten on the scale!    

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