How I let the weather ruin my diet is a cautionary tale. I didn’t mean for it to happen, but it did.
I began my new eating plan last July. And I worked hard all summer and fall to achieve my goals. I changed my diet, exercised strenuously, and I saw results. Huge results. By December of 2013 I had lost 55 pounds.
I slimmed down, got healthier, and felt better than I had felt in years. Then winter hit.
I don’t have to tell you that we had a horrible winter. At first, faced with very cold temperatures, I adjusted by piling on more clothing and continuing my walks and jogs. That went on for several weeks. So far, so good.
Then the ice and snow arrived. It became impossible to walk on the roads, much less jog. And the temperatures were so cold it became downright dangerous to venture outside.
I know what you are saying. I could have joined a gym, or exercised indoors. But I’m just not built that way. It’s next to impossible for me to get motivated indoors. Some people find camaraderie in a gym, but I don’t like it. I prefer to exercise alone. Always have.
So, I’m stuck indoors from the last of January through a good part of March. And I not only didn’t exercise, but I ate. Boy, did I eat.
I ate the healthy things, just like always. I still had my fruit and yogurt, healthy salads, nuts, and fresh veggies. But I began to add in a cookie here and there. To tell you the truth, it was almost insidious. I didn’t even think about it. I believe I honestly forgot what a huge impact sugar can have on a diet.
One sugary dessert led to another. I would make a batch of cookies and tell myself they would last a week, perhaps two. But two days later the plate was empty and I was trying out another recipe. It’s insane, I know, but I did it. And they were all delicious. Too delicious. I couldn’t stop, just seemed completely out of control.
I stopped weighing myself, stopped counting my calories, stopped using my calorie tracking app on my phone. I just turned a blind eye to what I was doing. All the time, in the back of my mind, I was thinking “It’s just until the weather gets better. I can drop a few pounds easily.”
But it’s not just the few pounds I gained. Yes, I can lose those again. But that makes me a yo-yo dieter, and I was hoping to have gotten past that. I was truly hoping I had changed my way of eating for good.
I have halted the cookies and desserts. And I’m once again counting the calories and walking strenuously. I’ll chalk it up to a learning experience. I know that deep inside me I am still a pig for sweets. I cannot let the pig out, nor can I let the pig run rampant. And I simply can’t use food as a reward. The true reward is the good I’m doing my body by passing up the cookies and eating a piece of fruit instead.
I have to be completely honest, though. It was fun while it lasted.
© Wade Kingston