So I had my monthly appointment with my doctor today. It always feels good to check in with someone about this whole experience, seeing as how I technically could disappear and no one would miss me (medically speaking). So we chat for 10-15 mins and away I go to try and figure out how to maximize the benefits of the surgery.
I am brutally honest when I am there. As I told my hubby, why wouldn't I be. If I don't tell the truth, he can't really help me. So in that spirit he asked me how the holidays were and I told him they were fine; that with the lap band it's not really possible to over eat. The biggest problem I have (as always) is that I have been eating a lot of chocolate lately. So sweet this guy, he asks me all concerned-like..."is this chocolate that company has brought in the house?". To which I state... uh, no. This is chocolate I brought into the house. I explain that I have been snacking on M&Ms for example, yesterday I got up and had my coffee. So he asks if I am eating a bag of M&Ms at a time... Uh, no, I am not. I explained that yesterday I got up late and didn't have breakfast. By the time lunch rolled around, Guy and the girls had sandwhiches and I was cooking so I didn't eat. When I felt a tad hungry, I would grab a small bunch of M&Ms. We had to leave the house shortly after lunch to go sledding and I came back and finished the recipes I had started and then it was supper time. He expressed understanding but concern on the fact that on the weekends things can be quite different with the band and that when we get up everything is tight and you can't eat but by dinner you are (and I quote) "wide open". His concern is that I then gorge come dinner and into the evening. But the fact is that I had a bowl of broccoli soup and 1/8th of a tourtier (that was the size of my slice). On top of that I would have been fine with just the soup, but in light of the lack of nourishment throughout the day I made the effort.
I suggested some workarounds for the weekends to ensure that I get enough nourishment, but said that overall I was doing well. I told him I knew I had to quit chocolate and he said no, just to do it better. Like eat real food first and just have it as a tiny snack. All that to say that when he asked if I was exercising I told him that I finally got the treadmill and that I would be starting tonight. He asked me what my plan was and I told him that I would do 30 mins tonight (thinking that I could do that every other night). He told me not to do that and to just start with 10 mins. From there I could increase it, but he would be happy if I did 10 mins every night on the treadmill.
So how did it go? I did my ten minutes. It was actually pretty intense because I used a program that walks me through Central Park and has speeds and inclines pre programed. I am glad I just started at ten, but think that I might bring it up a smidge tomorrow. Guy is currently showing off by going that much longer than me. Jerk.
Stay tuned for the adventures of Moriah in weight-loss and exercise land!
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