Sisyphus: Another How Not to Gym Blog

So here I am again on the treadmill. Its confession time!
First, you should know that I have been logging my calories into MyFitnessPal for at least four years. Never missed a day. I'm pretty good at it. I have most of the nutriional facts for the stuff I regularly eat memorized, and MyFitnessPal can take it from there. Given this information, you might think that I take counting calories seriously. You would be wrong.

Second, I count my steps. I've done that for years also. I haven't been as diligent with it as I have been with counting my calories but I  used to be my thing at work to walk around on my breaks and get as many steps as I could. I only had the pacer app for my phone back then, which I don't think is 100% accurate. Its very inaccurate if you don't carry your phone around with you everywhere you go. Believe it or not I don't do that…always. A few months ago I got a fitbit and I wear it religiously, so now my steps are recorded, more or less,
accurately everyday also.
The third thing that you should know is that, up until a few weeks ago, I did absolutely nothing with this information. I just documented it. I made a note of it, looked at charts, compared this weeks data with previous data. I did that part. I just didn't alter my behavior in any way based on that data. Just like any voice of reason, I ignored it completely.
A few weeks ago it occurred to me that this might be part of my problem. It may, and I don't want to get ahead of myself here, but it may be the reason that I haven't really seen the progress I want to regarding my weight loss efforts. Maybe. I don't know yet. I'm looking into it.
It further occurred to me, a few weeks ago, that keeping such accurate record of my failures and scrutinizing them daily could be a little bit of a morale killer. That's probably not helping out either.

I then had a ground breaking idea. I decided that I should actually try to keep my calories in less than my calories out. I know, who am I? Jillian Michaels? 1,420. That's my number. Its not even that low. If I keep a semi-active lifestyle, and keep my daily net calories under 1,420, then I should lose a pound a week. That's good enough for me. It's all I've ever wanted.

The first few weeks I did great. I made sure I was under my number everyday. If I'd ate all my calories for the day then I had to work out and get more calories if I wanted to eat more. I tried to convince myself that I was some sort of robot or video game character only instead of burning fuel I was burning calories but I had to burn more than x amount of calories in order to function? I don't know. The metaphor fell apart somewhere. I couldn't make burning fuel translate into why I needed to work out more but honestly, I didn't try that hard. I knew what I meant on an emotional level.

Oh! I know! What if I was a machine that eats and I could only work (eat) if I had calories left in my fuel bank but the more I eat the less fuel I have. If I want to do my job (eating) then I have to exercise to get more fuel?…oh fuck it. It makes sense in my head somehow.
The point is I didn't eat anymore after I ate all my calories for the day. Pretty basic, common sense, shit but I never fully committed to doing that before. I mean, there were times at night during those first few weeks when I would want just a little snack but I'd already used all my calories for the day. Guess what? I didn't eat the snack. Can you even fucking believe it? My mind was like, "What?" And I was like, "Yeah. I know. This is pretty weird, right?"
It was.
And it didn't last.

Those first two weeks I did great. I did have one day each week when I went a little over on calories but I figured that was okay. Everyone has a bit of a cheat day, right? As long as I don't go overboard. It's fine. It's good even. It might keep me from plateauing down the road, right? Right?

(BTW, if you ever need a justification for misbehavior of any form or fashion, just come ask me. I have a bullshit reason why everything is okay on deck.)

Last Saturday, I went over on my calories. Okay, cheat day. Sunday I also went over on my calories. Okay, that's okay. It's just a little slip up. No big deal. Monday I met my calories. See, back on track. Tuesday I fell off that track again and it looked like today, Wednesday at the time of this writing, was going to be a bad day too when I found myself ordering a personal pan pizza for lunch. It looks like I'm going to work it off. Hopefully I can meet my goal and continue on the path to become a lean mean (apparently eating) machine. Story checks out.

I'm not disappointed with myself that the woman next to me had been running as long as I've just been walking and writing. The only person I'm competing with is myself from yesterday and yesterday I didn't do shit. So #winning. Sure, she may be able to maintain her ideal body weight but how's her blog doing? Hmm

8 thoughts on “Sisyphus: Another How Not to Gym Blog”

  1. There’s good news on the pizza front. I learned this from Yogi Berra. He once said “please cut the pizza into four pieces, because I’m not hungry enough to eat six.” There you go, you’ll be eating only 2/3rds of what you’d normally eat.

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  2. I used to count calories, but it made me neurotic. And I can’t sleep unless I’m not hungry. If I’m hungry, I’m not going to be able to sleep and a lot of times, when I was counting calories, I wouldn’t be able to have a snack or something that would allow me to go to bed not hungry. And I’ve been hit or miss with counting steps etc. I had a Fitbit Zip for a couple of years, that got lost (it kept falling out of the holster), went without any kind of tracker for awhile, had an UnderArmor fitness band (it was a freebie at some work thing Hubs went to last year) that I really didn’t care for because the locking mechanism for the band kept coming undone (seriously, it really sucked) and when I lost the charge cord, I was like, “Screw it.” Then I was cleaning his home office out and found a FitBit Charge HR that he’d bought for somebody one time as a Christmas gift and forgot who he was supposed to give it to. So I asked him if I could have it and he said, “Fuck it. Why not?”. So now I’m tracking my steps again, my sleep habits, etc.

    IDK what I’m going to DO with this data (although I plan to make a chart of my sleeping habits next month to try and fix that shittiness) to be honest.

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    1. Yeah, I’ve lost my Fitbit a few times. I’ve been really lucky to find it again. I lost it once at a Best Buy when we were on a trip to LA. I never would have found it there had I not kicked it when it fell off of me. The other time it was right in front of my gym. I bought a spare Fitbit at target because it was on sale (normally $100 down to $30) I do really like the Fitbit, though. I don’t quite understand their algarythym. If you have exercised and earned extra calories earlier in the day but then you don’t move as much in the evening it takes some of those calories away. I don’t get it. Maybe mines broken. It definitely gives me incentive to move.


  3. A calorie is not just a calorie. It’s what your body does with that calorie that counts, and what determines this factor is the quality of the food. If you eat a carrot then you are giving your body real nutrients while if you ate potato chips then you would be just teasing your taste buds without any real nutrition.

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