i mentioned the health bowl earlier this week, and how i'm keeping a food diary and all that jazz. i kind of hate the food diary for a few reasons, one of them being; it's weird and uncomfortable to look at an entry and realize "holy shit, most of my calories today came from beer and cheetos." i also feel weird about calculating my every calorie, and writing it all down; it feels way too self-absorbed to be good for you. however, something about it must work because i've totally been a bit more mindful about what i've been eating. i haven't cut much out all together, but i have been including a lot more veggies and fruit into my meals, and have cut down on the beer and sweets. i don't want to think of this as a diet because i don't really want to be a woman on a diet. i don't even want to talk about "diets" unless we're talking about paleo-people and seeds and nuts and bison meat.
i made a deal with myself to do the health bowl thing honestly. sure, the points are awesome and i want to win stuff, but i am honestly interested in how some of this might impact me. the first day of this thing, last friday, i went over to the ER and used their old school scale to weigh myself as a starting point, and was kind of shocked. i came home and said to D, "congratulations! you are now dating the Fattest Amanda Ever!" the numbers were a bit high, if you know what i mean. it would be easy for me to lie and say i'm not doing this thing to see if i can lose some of that weight, that i want to be healthier only (and i do want to be healthier!), but the truth is, if becoming healthier makes me lose a little of this chub, then i'll be a happy girl.
technically my weigh-in with myself isn't until tomorrow, but i was feeling itchy and the scale was right there...and DUDE. i lost seven pounds. in one week. i know that most of that is water weight, and that when you've got a substantial amount to lose, it comes of quicker at the beginning, but DAMN. seven pounds! that's like a lot of weight. especially considering i mainly just ate more veggies, and drank a lot less beer. i didn't really walk a lot, and i don't think i did anything that would count as aerobic, so i'm stunned. veggies! shit. i had no idea. i feel pretty good about losing a few pounds, too. i hope this doesn't mean i was drinking too much to start with, if just cutting back on beers and eating some carrots are any indication, but part of me doesn't even care because i am now longer The Fattest Amanda Ever. i'm still Kind of Chubby But Cute Amanda, but my sideshow days might be numbered.