In 25 days, I’ll be 30. When I was younger, I shuddered to think that some day, I’d be that old. Now, while I rejoice in my age and wisdom, I realize that there are certain things that I’ll be leaving behind with my 20s – and the one of them that I miss the most is my metabolism. At 22, I could (and did) eat anything I wanted without gaining an ounce, and I have a diet that reflects that. Once I hit 26, however, that metabolism went away, and, combined with a job that required me to park myself on a bus for 5 hours a day (just for my commute) and then sit at a desk for an additional 8 – 10, I quickly started packing on pounds. That job, combined with the exhaustive commute that saw me eating junk fast food during quick lunch breaks, filling up on sodas and lattes to stay awake, and keeping me from the gym and my prior routine, left me 20 – 25 pounds heavier than I had previously been.
When I left that job for my first work-from-home position, I lost that weight, going from 140 back to about 125, where I stayed, give or take 5 pounds, until this last year, when I saw a layoff that left me depressed and sitting on the couch, giving up my gym membership to be able to afford basic bills, and switching my happy hours from martinis to happy hour beer specials which are FULL of calories. While that period (thankfully) ended quickly after the layoff, the stresses of consulting again, planning a wedding, family stresses and never renewing that membership have left me at my heaviest ever – nearly 150 pounds. At nearly 5’9″, I can carry the weight without feeling overly heavy, but it all seems to have settled in my midsection, hips, and upper arms, leaving me self-conscious and unhappy that I no longer fit into the clothes that I love so dearly.
For my 30th, the hubby is taking me to San Juan for a romantic week-long getaway with our close friends. I have, from today, just over 50 days to try to get myself at least a bit more into shape so that I am not quite as self-conscious in my bikini, and so that I can enjoy the city without having to squeeze into my new collection of Spanx (which I also would never have imagined myself wearing). I am not going to risk a crash diet or starve myself, but I do know that I have a lot of excess water weight (again, from a combination of stress, lack of exercise, and salt-heavy, unhealthy diet).
I’m not a weight loss expert, but from what I’ve read online, I can safely and relatively easily lose about 1 – 2 pounds per week without serious side effects. To lose 2 pounds per week, I’ll have to have a deficit of about 1000 calories per day, according to Mayo clinic. Given that I have just over 8 weeks to lose weight, and knowing that I can quickly lose the water weight I’ve got clinging to my midsection, I’m going to set a goal for myself to lose 15 pounds in 8 weeks – but more importantly, to get back into a healthy exercise routine that will give me a much slimmer core that I’ll be comfortable showing off in a bikini.
So – by numbers:
Current Weight: 147
Goal Weight: 132
Current Measurements: 38 x 37 x 41
Goal Measurements: 36/38 x 32 x 40
Time To Lose Weight: 52 Days
I hope I can accomplish these goals, and not only for the sake of going on this trip. I have a love of rich foods, sweets, and realize that I can’t continue to eat like I do, without healthy exercise and habits that will help keep me looking and feeling young as I start into my 30s.
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