|Me in Stockholm, circa 2000. It was a get away place...|
As you know, I've been on a weight loss journey for about a year by now. Some friends know me only big and fat, some - only skinny, and some know me skinny, big, and now.
And you know what? Food is to blame for it all. I was always skinny, my metabolism was good, I was always active. And then Bum! about five years ago I started to gain weight: pound here, pound there, and at some point I was 190lb. It was hard for me to tie my shoes. Walking up a few stairs was a challenge to the point that I had to sleep in the leaving room to avoid shortness of breath and fatigue after climbing those stairs.
My husband was heavy too, but he did impossible: he lost 40lb in a tree months period only by controlling what and how much he eats.
I am not that strong, I needed food more than him, so he was more successful than me. I managed to loose 3lb! Yes, three, that's right!
I knew I had to change something but didn't know what (food was out of the questions, I can't go hungry for a long time).
So, I joined the gym, and forced myself to do exercise every day for at least 30 minutes. I tried different activities and found what I like and stick to it.
First changes were not noticeable but I could feel it: I had more energy, I could go upstairs without gasping for the air on each step. But wait wasn't going down.
I was turned on to a healthier lifestyle where "diet" wasn't on the agenda. We always ate healthy, but lately mainly processed food was occupying our refrigerator. That needed to change. I turned into a whole ingredients cook, driving nuts (not intentionally!) each sales person with a questions about the ingredients, additives, GMOs, etc.
I was determined to eat chemical free food. The hardest part was to find a good meat, grass fed, grass finished, no antibiotics or hormones used. So we decided just not to eat meat.
I am not a vegetarian Nazi, everyone should be a free to choose what and how to eat. No judgment here, dear friends!
But what I can tell you from my experience that food, vegetarian or not, matters: the numbers on the stubborn scale started to go down when I began to watch what and how much I eat, and I still ate meat at that time.
I am what I eat, or let the pictures speak for themselves.
|Skinny Me (around 125lb) circa 2000. Stockholm, Sweden.|
|Big over 190lb me. Ugh! June, 2010. Cannon Beach, Oregon|
|Me (156 lb) today before yoga class. On my road to the skinnier me...:)|
Do you think food matters?
Until next time,
Cowboy Country Vegetarian