OK, time to come clean.
This is kind of the September post, but more of a wrap. So that’s why I will keep the September one as the title.
October’s likely won’t be great.
But I fell off the wagon. See, I got complacent. And I know that’s a bad thing, but it happened. I have to figure, by next summer, how to make things better and keep them better.
Let me explain.
In the beginning of the summer I was doing well. OK, better than I had been. Maybe not perfect, but better. I was getting out more and I was, I thought, eating better.
But then the summer happened. I played softball and I think I relied on that too much to be my movement. I was working on projects with work, so I didn’t always get up and move around. I was becoming a bit of a sloth in times I shouldn’t be.
When I went to baseball game, I tend to park a bit further from the stadium and I always like to walk around and investigate – especially ones with full concourses. And when at the part, I tried the best I could not to eat overly bad things. But let’s be honest, when you are eating hot gods, or chicken fingers and such at ball parks, it’s not the best for you.
But P.J., you might say, just get back on the wagon. This is a life journey, not a one-month worry. And, for the most part, I would tend to agree.
This was more than a few weeks or a month though. And with that, I also stopped checking my blood on a regular basis.
Because I didn’t want to face what I knew would be the truth about things. My weight, for the most part, has remained OK. So I didn’t want to think I had totally buried myself in the other aspects. For the first six months of the year, I was doing decent – as in getting healthier each time I did things. I knew this was a crash and burn.
As September rolled in and left, I hadn’t fixed it.
What in the hell was I doing to myself?
See, the healthy eating is one thing. But it’s that sneaking the small candy here and there. Only one or two minis, I’d say. What can it do to me?
And I knew that. Boy did I ever. But I was trying to still talk myself into believing otherwise. You know what can make you wake up, though?
Impending blood tests.
I know what A1C is and I know you can’t fool it. But when you are in a situation where you have to start getting a grasp again, then you start thinking. So I made a plan and that plan has started. I’m only a few days in, but so far so good.
Maybe not with my numbers, but with the plan itself. It’s going to take time to reign everything back into being where it needs to be. I know that and I also know I can’t panic.
So what’s my plan?
Well, for starters, I’ve cut candy out of my diet starting this week. I’m not saying I won’t ever sneak a mini Twix again. But reality is, my body can’t deal with it. At least how I am now. So I need to stop. And so far, so good. I can’t say it’s easy not to grab something when I see it around, but I realize I have to stop.
Starting next week, it’s going to be one soda (and I always get a diet one anyway) per week. I don’t usually have more than a few per week, but it’s going down to one. I’ve done this before where I skip soda for a month or two with no issues. But I’m going to be cognizant about it a lot more.
Walking. Boy do I need this. Within the next three week, I plan on forcing myself to get to 10,000 steps (or more a day). For now, the goal is 7,500. Then it will go to 8,500. Then 9,500. Then 10,000. I get up and walk as much as I can at work, but it’s not near enough. So for the past several days, I’ve gone out sometime after dinner and taken a longer walk. I am exploring different routes in my town to spruce it up a little as well.
For now, to make sure I am out and about, what I’ve been doing is giving myself an excuse to go to the post office. I’ve made a few trades with Pathtags lately, and I will only send one per night out. I’m also going to get back into Postcrossing and, again, send only one thing out per day. Once I am out and down that far, I usually decide to keep walking some. As long as I get a good 30-minute walk in per day/night, I think that will definitely help.
As for the numbers, I’m going to keep them to myself for now. Let’s just say that I’m definitely outside of where I am supposed to be and even with this newfound push, I am anticipating my A1C will go up, which will be disappointing as it’s been going down.
However, my hope is that if I continue this plan, the numbers will start to get back to where they should be and things can continue to improve.
The other part of the plan is planning meals a little better. Maybe shake things up a little. Try different things, especially for lunch. See what does what to my body. For example, I’ve been looking at these overnight oats as a breakfast idea. Oats are higher in carbs, but the other items might not be so back if proportioned well. If I can keep it under the target number for carbs per meal, maybe it’s something to do a little different.
I am keeping a nice little notebook with me to write everything down in each day. Eventually I’ll start getting more detailed. I also need to start learning how to use some of these food apps to keep a better tab on what I eat and what the nutritional value is.
In the end, this is just another wake-up call. Can I get my ass back in gear and do the right thing? I sure hope so. I believe I have a better “plan” this time instead of just saying “I need to do this.” Now, I feel like I will actually get somewhere.
Or so I hope.