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Tonight, because my son got a free coupon from school, we went to Stevi B’s Pizza.  In case you don’t have Stevi B’s in your area, it’s a mid-grade pizza buffet.  Similar to a Cici’s…maybe slightly better.

Typically (even recently) when we go there, I just go crazy.  I mean crazy! The pieces are thin crust, a little on the smallish size, so I can eat a lot of them.  Here’s the slice-by-slice breakdown:

Trip 1:
Pepperoni and hamburger pizza (x2)
Loaded baked potato pizza
Macaroni and cheese pizza
Pepperoni pizza

Trip 2:
Loaded baked potato pizza
Hawaiian pizza (x2)
Veggie pizza (x2)
Pepperoni pizza

Trip 3:
Loaded baked potato pizza
Supreme pizza (x2)
Cinnamon roll (x3)

Trip 4:
Cinnamon roll (x2)
Green olives (from the salad bar)

Are you seeing the problem at this point?  The tally for this ridiculousness is about 2,700 calories…not counting the olives.  Crazy right!

So, tonight, I went in with a plan and with purpose.  I started off with a nice salad (lettuce, carrots, cucumber, green pepper, banana pepper, green olives, and a touch of Italian dressing).  I followed this up with one piece of pepperoni pizza, one piece of hawaiian pizza, and one piece of spinach alfredo pizza.  This meal came in around 750 calories.

I left feeling victorious!  And full, for that matter.

Side note:  I’ve added a page to my website with links to various fast food joints for easy reference.  Enjoy…and educate yourself!

I said from the beginning that I was going to be as transparent as possible during this journey. That being said…

The week between Christmas and New Year’s I was pretty loosey-goosey on my eating.  And, yes, loosey-goosey is a real word. Then last week, the week AFTER New Year’s I was on vacation, and I made a conscious decision to eat poorly.

I didn’t eat bad just to eat bad, but instead, I just ate the way I used to eat all the time. BAD.

It was partly an experiment, but mostly just a bad idea.

Since May I’ve hovered right around 240 lbs, give or take 5 pounds. I’ve been as low as 233, but never more than 245. On Christmas Eve I weighed-in, and I had crept up to 247 lbs. So when I stepped onto the scales on the 8th of January, I was hoping that I hadn’t gone too far north of 250 during my “experiment’. I was weighing in the evening, so I thought the results might not be good anyway. On top of everything, I had just ridden 16 hours in a car, and was feeling a little “bloated”, to say the least. I stepped on the scales, and…

270.0 lbs.

That’s right, 270 lbs. Two hundred and seventy pounds. Two. Hundred. Seventy. Pounds. I hadn’t weight that much since LAST February, almost a year ago.

Ouch.

I was 37 lbs over my lowest weight, and I had “gained” 16 lbs in two weeks. Of course, I knew that an evening weigh-in and morning weigh-in was not really apples to apples. I hoped that the morning might bring better results. I really didn’t expect a miracle…and I didn’t get one.

263.3 lbs. 

On a positive note, I had “lost” 6.7 lbs overnight. On a negative note, I still weighed 263.3 lbs.

That morning, I got back to my original “1 Meal – 1 Workout” plan. This morning I was curious, so even though I would normally only weigh once a week, I jumped on the scales again.

259.0 lbs.

Over four pounds in one day, and eleven pounds down since Sunday evening. Obviously, some of that must have been water weight.  I’m still up 12 lbs in two weeks. Not good. But at least I’m heading in the right direction. To be honest, it scared me just a bit.

Here’s what I learned:

  1. I still have one of the most efficient metabolisms on the planet. I’m better at converting food into fat than just about anyone I know.
  2. The grass is not greener! Eating bad is not the promised land. I don’t miss it.
  3. If you sit in a car for 38 hours and eat lots of bad food, you will gain weight.
  4. I’m ready to “finish” my journey. My tentative goal is 220 lbs. I plan on hitting it in 6 months.

I’m now 16 months into this journey, and for the past 5 months or so, I’ve pretty much reached a plateau. To be honest, I’m actually happy with that. My goal when I started was to eat and exercise reasonably, and to see where that took me. It took me down around 150 lbs. Not a bad result.

I’ve not been able to be as active as I would like because of injury. Also, I’ve allowed myself to be a little lax on my eating. When I was running 15 miles a week or so, I could afford to do that. Right now, not so much.

So today, when we went through the drive-through at Krispy Kreme, I opted to NOT get a donut. Or to finish the half donut that Nathanael’s friend didn’t eat. At church, we have all kinds of delectable pastries available in the foyer. Again, I opted out.

I’m not telly you all of this to say, “Ooo! Look at me, I’m Mr. Willpower!” My point is simply this, by avoiding those three things, I lowered my caloric intake by almost 500 calories (I won’t bore you with the math). I didn’t starve myself or do anything drastic. I didn’t really even diet in any way. I just eliminated the unintentional, casual grazing.

Often, it’s that simple. I recommend periodically re-evaluating your daily food intake. Do another food diary, or just think back over the last couple of days. Where are you “grazing”? What calories are you picking up here and there that are just flat out “extra”?

Eliminate those calories, and you’ve got an easy win!