Time to Train the Trainer
My closet and I recently had a heart to heart chat. My clothes did most of the talking and let me know in no uncertain terms that a few habits picked up over the last few years have not been doing me any favours.
I was trying on outfits with a friend for an upcoming (very) special occasion and I had decided I wouldn’t buy anything new as I had a closet full of fabulous outfits that I oadored. Outfits that I hadn’t tried on since the before times. Outfits that no longer fit.
It was a wake up call. It was time to kick into gear and stop messing around, to have a honest look at my nutrition and exercise and make a better plan. Because I want to feel fabulous in my skin. Because something about turning 60 years old lights me up and has me digging in my heels to feel better than I ever have.
It was time to stop doing the same thing over and over again and expect different results.
It was time to train the trainer.
First on the hit list: identify and eliminate daily food choices that were not truly feeding me. The little extra, regular calories that my 60 year old body simply doesn’t need anymore. The little things I used to get away with when I was 40 and 50 when I was burning a lot more calories.
Adding up the little extras here and there throughout my day came to a shocking 300 – 500 cal/day: the handful of nuts before dinner (healthy sure, but super-duper calorie dense), 3 or 4 mid morning full fat lattes (simply can’t do skim) per week that used to be a treat 1x week but had ballooned into on the regular, honey in my afternoon tea etc etc.
500 cal x 7 days = 3500
There are 3500 cal in 1 pound of adipose tissue (fat). You can do the math from here.
I’m on the new, enlightened plan and shocker of shockers, it’s working.
This combined with a better workout plan and low and behold my waist line is responding as it should. Training the trainer has worked – hurray!