I’m back. With Skinny Saturday.
I know I’ve been sort of irregular with this over the summer, and I’ve definitely veered off the course I had originally set for this series.
I’m not trying to be flaky or trying to avoid accountability for my weight (the original purpose behind Skinny Saturday). But the truth is that I’ve been trying to keep my head above water all summer, and Skinny Saturday has really been at the bottom of my priority list… because something had to be.
We’ve had a lot of fun as a family this summer, but the truth is that I’ve had a really difficult 4 months. It’s been non-stop deadlines and traveling and deadlines… and did I mention the deadlines? There are tugs coming from every direction, and I’m trying to answer all of them. But I think I’m starting to see that you just can’t.
I found this quote while I was in high school that said, “Bite off more than you can chew, and then chew like hell.” And it struck a chord with me. I thought, hey, I can do that. I can do it all. And for several years, I’ve been able to pull it off. Sometimes things got sloppy, and sometimes things were only half-way done. But they always got done. Reaffirming my ridiculous logic that I can do it all.
From the outside, I probably still look like that. Because things are still getting done around here. The house is mostly picked-up, most of the time. I usually make 3 meals a day for my family. Somehow, gas gets in my car. And I still drop a loaf of fresh bread off to various neighbors and friends here and there. Things are getting done just fine.
I think that’s how it looks. That’s how it’s supposed to look anyway.
Here’s what I’ve learned though: something’s gotta give somewhere. And if everything looks all good on the outside, there’s a good chance something’s not looking good on the inside. For me… it’s been not getting enough sleep. And by extension, not making healthy choices during the day.
The only way I have found to accomplish everything I “need” to do depends on me staying awake until about 2:00am and waking up around 6:00am. If I can keep up that schedule, I can get everything done.
Are you laughing? You should be. That’s one of the most ridiculous statements I’ll ever make.
Anyway. You can see… I’m really tired. And (circling back to the point of this series here…) it’s affecting my health. Most noticeably, my weight. Because by 1:00p or 2:00p in the afternoon, I’m a pretty worthless decision maker. I’m shoveling down cookies and ice cream to keep the yawns away, and then (of course) crashing a short while after that. And so it continues through the afternoon and evening.
Since I’ve made mention a time or two (or a million) that I am kind of dying of exhaustion and poor eating habits, one of my sweet readers (seriously, you guys are the best) sent me an email with some great advice. She told me a lot of things I bet you already know. I already knew them. But she put a new spin on it that I hadn’t considered: food = energy = better choices.
Ok. Now that I spell it out, it does seem alarmingly obvious. I knew that eating the right things would give me more energy. And I know that when I’m more energetic and “present,” I make better food choices. But I had never really thought about eating so that I could make better choices about eating… with me?
When I thought of “food as fuel,” I thought of it as fuel to feed hunger. Not necessarily food to feed my energy level.But that’s exactly what it does!
I usually find myself dreading the afternoons. No matter how great my morning is, how determined I am to eat well throughout the day… 2:30pm hits and I’m powerless. At least that’s what I’ve always thought. So this morning (while I was feeling all alert and stuff), I went to the store and loaded up on some quick and easy energy booting foods (basically protein shakes and bars). I knew I wanted something with some carbs and sugar to raise my blood sugar right away, but with some serious protein to help out for longer.
My plan was simple: when that tired, groggy feeling hit me, I was going to eat a protein bar.
And shock of all shockers… it worked. My energy was back up quickly, and I made it to dinner time unscathed.
How obvious is this sounding to you?? I can’t believe I hadn’t considered fighting the afternoon crash with… food.
I feel like this post has been weird. And off topic.
Sorry again about that.
I’m working on getting my head screwed back on the right way and my body functioning correctly. I’m excited to try new eating methods focusing now more on energy instead of… well, whatever else I’ve been focused (or not) on. And I sort of feel like I’m coming out of the fog a little bit.
Oh… and I forgot to mention back up there: sleep. Yes. I’m working on getting more sleep. I know that is going to help more than anything else to keep me energized throughout the day!
Anyway. The word of the week is ENERGY! Here’s to finding it, keeping it, and using it to become healthier!
My weigh in: I’ve reached a new non-pregnant high this week… 189 lbs. Yikes! I’m not down about it though! I can tell… things are changing for the better in me. I’ll have a better number for you in two weeks when I’m back with another Skinny Saturday!