|summer 2009, 15 lbs above goal weight in the dress I wore instead of the pink dress (below)|
We go through trends for New Year's Resolutions, have you noticed that? A couple of years ago, everyone and her mother swore they were going to get into a health plan, one that had a structure and concrete goals; it was all very quantitative. These days, we're more holistic. It's all about being healthy inside and out, which means no stressing over numbers, whether they're for calories consumed or burned, and no absolute restrictions - unless, of course, you're Paleo, in which case I'll let you make the argument that dietary rules are actually incredibly freeing. In fact, I had my own vlog on health last January in which I lost track of how often I used the word "mindful" to talk about my attitude towards eating and running (and if you want to read a fabulous series along similar lines, please let me point you to Leaner by the Lake). A lot of people seem to be feeling really good about approaching their health more qualitatively, and that's great.
The thing is, it's not what I need right now. It was fantastic for me last year, both physically and mentally, but I've gotten a bit stuck. Complacent is actually a better word for it, I think. I eat decently enough often enough that I haven't gained much of the weight back that I lost and I've increased my level of fitness through running to the point where I can jog out a few miles without significant complaint after not having exercised for a couple of weeks prior. But I'm definitely stuck and I'm not as healthy as I should be.
From when I moved back to DC on May 31, 2012 through March 2013, I lost 25 pounds out of the total 60 that I wanted to lose by the end of this past summer. Then I plateaued, and, since my wedding, I've bounced around in those last 5 pounds - at the moment, they seem pretty comfortable on my bones and reluctant to go anywhere regardless of how decently I eat or run. Sure, I'm wearing a smaller size of jeans than I was before, but I've turned complacent and I won't get any healthier with this attitude.
So I'm going back to basics even though the myth of "eat less, exercise more" as a surefire way to lose weight has largely been disproved as reductive. I've downloaded MyFitnessPal again - my username is btransatlantic, if you want to connect - and will be journaling my food in the hope of not exceeding 1300 calories a day. I haven't yet signed up for a half marathon in the late spring but I am now registered for the GW Parkway Classic 10 Miler on April 13, so I've based my training plan around that. And I'm setting my eyes firmly on the goal of having lost the remaining 40 pounds by August 24, my wedding anniversary.
If I do, my reward to myself will be this Reiss dress, which I snagged on sale in London just before moving back to DC in the summer of 2009. It was actually a little snug when I got it and so I didn't wear it to the party I bought it for; I haven't been that size since then and it's just languished in my closet. How fun would it be to take it out for a spin to celebrate one year of marriage and a return to my healthy when-I-met-Jon weight?