In Mom's Heels

A shoe obsessed mom's Weight Watchers Journey with Celiac Disease


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Nutrition Workshop

Every year, my company dedicates one month to health & wellness. In past years it’s been all about activities or massages.

This year, I suggested a bootcamp, nutrition workshop, blood donor clinic, financial wellness clinics (to reduce stress) in addition to the “Walk the Block” and chair massages.

Last week, we hosted a nutrition clinic. I thought it went well. True, I didn’t learn anything “new”, but the information in the workshop reinforced some old thoughts, gave concrete examples on old ideas and why they are/aren’t that great or do/don’t work. As with anything, there is a love/hate or pro/con with anything. Fad diets like Atkins and Dr. B aren’t safe, even if they’re followed by a doctor. I mean, how can you sustain them once they’re done? Diet plans like Weight Watchers and calorie counting may not always be the best methods, but they underlying premise is there, along with support systems.

What was reinforced; eat as close to nature as possible (I know, it’s not rocket science people!) and don’t beat yourself or deprive yourself – only in moderation. Our society is so busy, always looking for instant gratification, the next miracle diet or pill for the cure.

The feedback from my colleagues who attended this workshop was not terribly supportive. “Why?” you ask. In my opinion, they were looking for the instant gratification. The golden ticket. All the answers in a one-hour workshop with strangers they’ve never met. Guess what? We’re all different. To two strangers walk into a company for the first time and meet a room full of strangers in a workshop and have meal plans created for all those strangers doesn’t make sense. To have an RHN tell a group of 12 different people with different lives, circumstances and allergies, etc. what not to eat and what to eat doesn’t make sense.

That’s why individual coaching/mentoring was suggested. It makes sense.

Now, that’s only my perception/opinion. I am not 100% sure what the expectations of some of my colleagues who attended the workshop was; in my opinion, they were unrealistic. The miracle answer? It doesn’t exist. We need to do what works for us. Don’t get me wrong. It’s hard doing it on my own. It may not be hard for you, or your neighbour; but for me it is. Go back to basics. Eat your fruits and vegetables. Try spending the same amount of time you spend looking for the miracle answers on the actual answers in front of you; maybe we won’t need the workshop next year. ūüėČ

Good Luck.

~S


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tweezers and vagina plucking

I admit, I’ve been lazy recently. Lazy in terms of working out, but not in moving. Still moving.

psa-due-to-recent-setbacks-my-summer-beach-body-will-be-delayed-another-year-598c0I haven’t done laundry for a couple of weeks and am running out of clean clothes. I went on a scavenger hunt for pants and found capri’s in my closet that I haven’t worn since my father’s funeral in 2013. they weren’t “Plus” sized – and they FIT!!

Today, I went browsing in the mall at lunch. I wandered into a couple of stores to check out shorts; all my shorts are about 4 sizes too big! Yeah for me!

Except, ALL the shorts I found were knit or so short, I need tweezers and a 10x magnification mirror to pluck the fucking things out of my vagina.

I don’t always want to wear capris. Or ankle pants. Dresses & skirts are too short my liking. I wanted shorts. Long enough to come just above my knees. I couldn’t even find them long enough to cover my hoo-ha and butt-cheeks, let alone my legs.

I am a weird shaped plus person. I have this gut that is all loose skin that I can’t afford to have removed via tummy-tuck so I don’t fit most plus sized plants in the gut/hip/ass area. My calves/cankles are huge and most skinny jeans are too tight there. T-shirts, I don’t have large boobs to fill plus-sized shirts, but want them long enough to cover the loose skin/front butt bulge at the front. I wish my Pinterest closet were real *sigh*.

Designers – are you listening???? Do you need help? I can offer my services…can i get free clothes?? Will work for shoes!

Cheers!

~S

 

 


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Look at that view!

No, silly. I’m not talking about me (this time)!! I was away for work, and while these were long exhausting days cramming meetings in from 8am-11pm, we had a couple of hours in the mid-afternoon. The hotel was 2 km away so I went back and popped into the hotel fitness centre.

No Excuses.  I mean Рlook at the view!! I bought my TRX and resistance bands. I used the bench & free weights along with their treadmill and trail by the lake. I took the stairs to my fourth floor room.

I forgot what running outside without the momentum of the treadmill belt was like. Even if i do run with a slight incline on the treadmill.

I made sure to make good choices. I chose salads, veggies and omelets; protein like steak and chicken. I went to Wal-Mart and bought¬†fruit, veggies and nuts for snacks. Some of my pants keep falling off or fitting loose. I haven’t stepped on a scale. a couple of Tuesday’s ago,¬†I tried a Zumba class with a fellow soccer mom and neighbour. It was my first time trying Zumba. I sweated buckets and looked like a fool. It was alot of fun.

I’m back to work and I am exhausted. I’m also very content. Peaceful.

Cheers,

~S

 


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I am Pretty…Strong

Wow. Last week’s cheeky post garnered a lot of responses on my Facebook link.¬†Thank you to all who commented. Thank you all for the advice, and workout dates we have set up.

I DO notice the fit of my clothes is different. Today I am wearing a work-branded golfing-type vest. When purchased last summer it was snug so I never bothered to use the zipper. Now, it’s loose. My pants? They keep falling down. I’ve measured – another 2″ off my waist!

The weight is slow to come off. I know. Today I weighed in and was down 0.4 lbs for a total of 16.8 lbs. The difference this time around from the last time I was on Weight Watchers? One is I was unaware of my Celiac Disease and two, I work out like mad now where as before all I did was run. With not knowing about my disease, my body wasn’t retaining the nutrients it needed. I was able to lose the weight easily, but I wasn’t healthy. Now, my body has repaired the damage and I retain the nutrients (good and bad), so the weight loss is slower. Second,¬†muscle weighs more than fat, I know. This is why this¬†time, I am also tracking measurements. I see me getting leaner, even if it’s not lighter.

Some days I have to force myself to go to the gym. Some days I’m dying to get there. I love following a couple of strong women on Instagram and seeing the exercises they post; and imitating them in class (the ladies in Boot Camp don’t like me much though). ¬†I have a confession; I love lifting!! I have become obsessed with working my upper body (I actually have a pretty strong lower body) and core (even though I REALLY, REALLY, REALLY, Strongly dislike core exercises). ¬†I love feeling the struggle as I add more weight and push against the resistance until I just can’t do it any more. What a high!!

So, as I plan out my week of kids activities (hockey & soccer) and exercises for myself, what will you be doing?

Cheers,

~S.


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Ever had one of those days?

Ever have one of those days? Or in my case, months? Everything is irritating?

I know someone who walks everyday for an hour. They said to me that they didn’t think the walking was working. They also said they don’t eat any differently. I replied that could be the problem; They¬†haven’t changed their¬†eating habits. They said it doesn’t matter, with all the walking they’ve been doing, they should be losing one pound a week. I said why not add some weight lifting/training in. They said they didn’t want to build muscle before they lose the fat. ¬†Now doesn’t that sound a little like which came first, the chicken or the egg?

I can relate though, although in the opposite way. I have changed my eating pattern (mostly) and am running/lifting weights/attending classes, and the scale has barely budged! Yes, I’m down 15 or so pounds (in 5 months!?), and the measurements are shrinking. I know¬†I shouldn’t focus solely on the number on the scale that screams at me in red, YOU WEIGH HOW MUCH? Stupid judgmental¬†scale. Discouraging and frustrating all at the same time. Yes, I’m about ready to give up.

AND, my dear people…notice how FRUSTRATED is spelled? It’s pronounced¬†[fruhs-trey-tid] NOT FUSTRATED. Drive me insane.

I weighed in last week; down 0.4 lbs for a total of 16 lbs. I weighed in yesterday, up 0.5 lbs for a total of 15.5 lbs. ¬†I’ve changed my workout routine recently with the help of a trainer. The lady at Weight Watchers told me to introduce more protein. Let’s try that this week and see if it makes a difference.

Cheers,

~S


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Let’s Talk

January 25 was Bell Canada’s “Lets Talk” Day. A day in recognition of people suffering mental health issues.

I haven’t been exactly quiet about my struggles with mental health. I suffer depression. I have had dark thoughts. I have thought that my family would be better off if I wasn’t here.

What’s kept me here and fighting? My kids. Although my father died of natural causes, the pain associated with not having him around kills me. And I am an adult. I couldn’t do that to my babies. I love them too much. Don’t get me wrong, I love my husband dearly, but I know eventually he’d move on. I know he’s more than capable of providing and caring for our children. It doesn’t feel like it now, but someone out there loves you, very much.

I can’t really answer the “why” I am depressed. Sometimes, something happens that sets it off. A sexual assault. Post-Partum Depression. Death of a loved one. Loss of Friendship. Work. Marriage. Kids. Other times, it sneaks up on you. “Winter Blues”.

I think I’ve seen every type of therapist and social worker out there. What worked for me may not work for others. What did work for me was my psychotherapist. She gave me the tools necessary to battle my demons with her and now on my own; but sometimes, I still need help.

It’s not easy to reach out for help. We think we can do it on our own. When we can’t, find that one person who can hold out a hand to help you up. A shoulder for you to lean on. Whether it is a professional, or a friend who will let you talk.

Sometimes people we love get hurt in the process of our depression and healing. I’m sorry if I hurt you while I was hurting and healing. Please forgive me. I’d like to make amends. If you can’t, I understand. It will hurt me, but it won’t stop me from trying to heal. I’ll move on. I wish you well.

So, in the spirit of Let’s Talk Day. How can I help you?

~S