Losing the Baby Weight

I would venture to say that I was on the verge of being obsessed over my pregnancy weight. I continued to track my food intake while I was pregnant, just as if I were actively trying to lose weight (as I have been for the past several years), except my intention was to allow myself to gain — ever so slowly. After having been on Weight Watchers for the past three years, intentionally letting the scale move the other direction was disconcerting, and I monitored my weight just like I always had: daily, every morning, but without letting myself obsess too much over daily fluctuations.

From Connor’s conception to his birth, I gained 33 lbs. (Granted, I lost several pounds in that first two months when I didn’t know I was pregnant and was still eating to lose, so my pre-pregnancy weight was not my lowest weight.) Within a week of Connor’s birth, I lost 20 of those 33; after another week, I leveled off after having lost 26 pounds total without really trying.

pregnancy weight graph

I had hoped that breastfeeding would be enough to keep the momentum going, but my body apparently decided that the low 190’s was a good place to chill at for a while. Not surprising: I’ve plateaued at that weight before.

My measurements reflect my slightly higher weight: since mid-March (when I was not yet three months pregnant and before I started showing) I’m up two inches in my hips and three in my waist. My bust is obviously bigger now that I’m breastfeeding, and I’m not concerned about that. The other parts, though… those do concern me.

So, since I know what’s worked for me in the past, and since I won’t be going back to work for another month, I signed up for Weight Watchers Online. Once the next At Work session starts in February, I’ll jump on that, since my employer subsides the cost, so it’s actually cheaper than Online. Until then, though, I needed to return to the structure that I knew.

Non-Scale Victories (NSVs) for this week:

  • My pre-pregnancy jeans fasten! *happydance*
  • I made a successful return to tracking my food and exercise, after a six-week post-pregnancy tracking hiatus.

I’m focusing on my NSVs because I actually gained 1.2 pounds during my first week back on Program.

So, how am I going to turn this around and really get back on the wagon?

Turns out that, in my absence, Weight Watchers has added a new tool to eTools: a Weekly Progress Report. I’ve been desperately wanting a dashboard like this, but have also been too lazy to manually tabulate all of my data for myself.

Week Ending 10/24/11

This definitely helps me see where my issues lie. First and foremost is to stay within my daily Points range. I’ve come to learn that my body doesn’t need those extra Weekly Points Allowance if I’m looking to lose weight. I also need to eat my fruits and vegetables. Saturday wasn’t a tracking flub: I really didn’t eat enough fruits or veggies to bother tracking, unless I had an entire cup of shredded lettuce on my tacos at San Marco’s or ate an entire half-cup of kimchee and other veggie side dishes at Korea Na.

Finally, and this is something I’ve been looking forward to addressing for some time now, is to increase my exercise frequency. It’s going to be a challenge to fit in a walk or a run/walk with a baby in the house, but it’s just not negotiable. Not in the long run. Eventually, I’m going to figure out a way to work this into my new baby-toting lifestyle.

I’m hoping to keep myself honest by posting weekly updates — at least until I have the accountability of meetings again.

I don’t feel like I “wrecked” my body by having a baby; this was just another detour on my journey to getting as fit as I want to be.

Friday

So, yesterday morning, I was filling up the car with windshield washer fluid before work, and I somehow tweaked my back in the process. Guess I’m just getting old, but I leaned forward a smidge farther than I needed to as I dropped the hood closed, and there went my back.

Aaron’s been bugging me to go visit his chiropractor for months now, just because, but this really sealed the deal for me. Called up and made an appointment for the next day — smack in the middle of the morning. Decided I’d be taking the whole morning off of work, rather than leaving at such an odd time and likely working through lunch.

I got to sleep in this morning, which was awesome, and take my time in the bathroom. (Usually I’m rushing myself out the door makeupless and with wet hair.) Showed up at the chiropractor’s office with plenty of time to fill out the oodles of paperwork.

LOVED my adjustment. Aaron’s been going to Dr. Smith for years now, and the staff was glad to get to meet Aaron’s “better half.” I can totally see why he’s been going there for so long: the adjustment was quick and relatively gentle, and the massage afterward was so relaxing. I was in and out in 30 minutes (45 including paperwork).

Enjoyed a straight shot up surface streets to downtown, to work — but got here with SO much time to spare. I mean, if I’m taking a half day off of work, I’m not planning to be in my seat working until 12:45pm. So, right now, I’m enjoying a coffee and a cookie and free wi-fi, and I’ll be heading down to Subway shortly for lunch.

It’s a beautiful, sunny Friday in Toledo. Still cool out, but nicer than it has been. Maybe it seems that much nicer because I feel better physically, and I have the morning off.

Shirataki Stir-Fry

“I think of you every time I see those shirataki noodles in the store,” a fellow Weight Watcher told me a few weeks ago. Turns out that she doesn’t share my much-professed enjoyment of Tofu Shirataki Noodles.

Granted, if you try to eat shirataki noodles like a normal flour-based noodle, the texture will seem a little off: gummy, or slimy, or chewy. That’s why I stir-fry mine:

Quick Shirataki Stir-Fry

One 8 oz bag tofu shirataki noodles
8 oz imitation crab or frozen cocktail shrimp, thawed
1 cup frozen broccoli or stir-fry vegetable medley
1 Tbsp soy sauce
dash of fish sauce
sriracha (rooster) sauce, to taste
basil, dried
one egg (optional)

Combine ingredients in a non-stick pan and stir-fry until slightly browned.
Weight Watchers PointsPlus: 9 (including egg)

Proud Member of the Slow Runners Club

On Friday the 7th, I was honored to be a guest on the Slow Runners Club podcast with Zen Runner (aka Adam Tinkoff) and Eddie Marathon. We talked about my first 5K last month, and what the experience was like, among other related and unrelated tangents. I haven’t listened to the final edit yet, but hopefully Adam was able to make me sound a little less rambly and more like the seasoned podcaster he made me out to be!

Seriously, though — as I mentioned with Adam and Ed, I read a comment from someone on my Twitter feed that identifying as a runner is like identifying as a writer; if you don’t do it for a while, you tend to lose the identity. That was how I felt this past week; I ran on New Year’s Day, then didn’t run again until this evening. Talking with the guys on Friday really helped me to reinvigorate my identity as a runner.

(It still feels weird to even think that. I’m a runner? Me?)

Anyway, here’s Slow Runners Club Episode 5 for 7 January 2011. Enjoy!

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Race Report: 2010 Toledo Jingle Bell Run 5K

I was sitting in the parking lot of the movie theater, eating a banana behind the steering wheel of my car, watching runners and walkers of all ages trickle into the building.

“I’m sitting in the parking lot before my first 5K, eating my breakfast banana and watching the other runners arrive,” I tweeted. “Exciting, surreal.” And it really was.

I walked into the building, car key clicker looped onto my shoelaces, bib and timing tag in hand, looking for the flock of bright green shirts that would be my teammates (even though I only really knew one person on the Heartland team). Turns out they were right by the door, so I didn’t have to look far.

The Heartland team in their lime-neon green team shirts

I also found that the one person I knew was in charge of doling out the remaining green tech shirts, so she wasn’t going anywhere. We chatted while I got my timing tag on my shoe and my bib on my hoodie. While we chatted, I looked around at the other runners and realized that I really should have layered one of my thrift-store tech shirts under the new green one I got for my fundraising efforts. They say not to change anything up for the race, though, and wearing the hoodie and scarf over the tech shirt was how I’d been doing things, so it’s just as well.

As we chatted to pass the time, she asked me what my pace was. I hadn’t run the race last year, after all, so she was understandably curious. I only lied a little when I said I had an 11-minute mile (it’s actually about 12:15, but has been as low as 9:15 for shorter distances). She offered that, if I could run the whole 3.1 miles instead of run-walking, we could run together! I was doubtful, but was feeling the pre-race hype, so I agreed to try to pace her.

She also decided she wanted to be ON the starting line, instead of farther back in the pack. I had no place whatsoever being on the starting line — I might have actually enjoyed the experience more had I been ensconced in a swarm of fellow runners — but there we were.

And the gun went off, and there we went.

(Photo by Ferguson Photography)

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