Simple? Well it could be, except I have very little to NO self discipline, and the womanly midlife crisis that I find myself having is weighed down severely by my ever enlarging and sprawling derriere, and my exaggerated waggle. Yes – I don’t feel too good about my appearance.
That said – we can spend hours on couches analysing what causes this phenomenon (besides genetics), or simply acknowledge the love of food – excessive amounts of it has gotten me here – albeit to comfort or to taste. OH, and I quite smoking!
Everywhere I turn lately I hear about “motivational” programmes, and how many stones (lots of kilograms for those of the metric generation) have rolled off inches of cellulite, followed by: “Now it is expensive, mind you – but oh so worth it”. I realised that not the greatest motivator in the world can possibly keep me away from my Magnum Temptation, my Pate laden toast or my lashings of Cream Cheese & Fig Jam on Bagels – lovingly assembled in a chronological taste sensation, and in one sitting.
But what WOULD work for me is the “Mortification” programme. What if I shared this challenge of mine with as many people as possible – and my progress is monitored by others. Is pride not the greatest motivator of all? Would I like to acknowledge at the end of this challenge that I had failed?
So, as of yesterday, I am following the 40.40 challenge. I eat what I like, but much less of it (within reason). I measure everything in calories, and as long as I do not exceed 1500 calories I am on track. What ever excercise I do allows me to consume more calories – and is equated as such. This means I can have 2 bottles of wine and 4 slices of toast with lots of butter – OR, I can pace myself over the course of a day? Did you know that in 20 medium-sized strawberries there are only 113 calories? Or 40 centigrams (poetic license?). Did you know that a square inch of cheddar cheese has 40 calories?
Oh – and lest I forget – the Leisure Centre is sending me (by text) a daily random 10 minute excercise I have to do by the end of the day. I am just about to embark on my brisk 10 minute walk down and up the hill (burn 94 calories). Those 10 minutes could have been one smoke break.
All sorted then. I will be blogging daily, and would encourage / invite anyone to join me. We are going to do a dish per meal in the hotel with the calorie count. If you send the leisure centre your number, they will send you the same text they send me (and NO, we will not hound you with trivial offers later).
Lastly – I am not going to state my start weight, but I will be weighing in every Monday morning – anyone who is around is welcome to join me.
All I ask is a bit of belief, a lot of encouragement – and TOTAL mortification if you see me falter.