|We got this much snow|
Being stranded has me really focusing on what's going in my mouth. I tested out a couple of apps for my phone to track calories, and settled on Lose It! so I can see the breakdown of carbs, protein, and fat in addition to my calories. I'm a big believer in the "not all calories are created equal" dogma, and lately I've been concerned about what I'm putting into my body.
After tracking religiously for a few days, now I'm really concerned.
I'm eating far far far too many fat calories.
I thought I was doing pretty good. I've been watching my carbs. Trying to eat lower carb, not no carb. This means protein-rich foods and non-starchy veggies. I was really proud of my progress. Plus, with Lose It!, I could figure out if I was eating too much or too little for the day. I was feeling in control and on track.
Until I looked at my daily breakdowns:
You are what you eat.
This is why you're fat.
Every little fat-warning cliche has been going through my head. Plus this thought:
If you keep eating like this, you are going to die.
That's the one that's been stopping me in my tracks. I'm astonished, and nervous. If I keep this up, I'll have a heart attack at 35. This stops now.
So I have to reevaluate everything about how I eat. I can't carry on with the idea that I'll do low carb now, then eat cleaner/lower fat when I'm thinner. Not OK. Not going to work. I can't afford vanity over health anymore. I can't get "skinny fat" (where you lose weight, but you're still flabby and not strong). I'm not ready to leave this party until I'm 99.
The change I'm working toward just got more drastic. But things are really starting to not just click, but stick. I'm going to keep tracking calories. I've always known keeping a food journal was important. Now I'm realizing it's just the wake up call I needed.
I thought I might be able to do this without counting or keeping track just by changing the contents of my refrigerator. I'm not sure why I thought I'd be the exception to the rule. That old Atkins mentality had been hard wired into my head. But I've got to rewire. No one said this would be easy. Success is never just handed to you. All my favorite bloggers (check out my blog roll) did it by working their asses off...literally. They didn't just eat a bunch of steaks.
So I'm following their lead. It's not just time to transform my body size. It's time to transform my whole life. Stay tune!