Although it’s a year-round goal of mine to be in shape and stay in shape, the impending season of shorts and bathing suits always makes me kick it into high gear in the spring. I’m doing a self-imposed fitness challenge: cutting calories a bit to lose a few pounds of winter insulation, and increasing my weekly workouts to try and tighten up all the parts that got a little squishy over the winter.
I am not a naturally self-disciplined person when it comes to eating in moderation (cheese is good, more cheese is better).
And I’m also not naturally motivated to work out every day without some kind of incentive.
I really don’t enjoy: running.
I really enjoy: eating food.
So I run in order to eat more. Sad but true, my only real incentives are cheese, wine, and bread.
Because I need assistance in the get-motivated-and-lay-off-the-brie-and-pinot department, I use an app on my phone called MyFitnessPal to track my calories, my exercise, and my water intake. It really helps me get a handle on things to track every little bit of food that goes in my mouth, and it motivates me to work out more when I see calories added on to my daily allowance every time I exercise.
In weight-loss-mode, my daily calorie allowance for my current height and weight is 1200 calories per day. When I’m not dieting, I eat like I am a 6′ tall, 200-lb man, not a 5’3″, 130-lb woman. So 1200 calories a day is a pretty drastic decrease.
I mean, I CAN eat 1200 calories a day and be just fine. But I have to go to bed for the day at 3PM. And I can’t be around other humans without wanting to kill someone.
Working out helps me get a few hundred extra calories per day, which helps me not be a homicidal maniac. And it helps me tone and build muscle, so it’s a win-win.
Right now I’m in the honeymoon phase where I’m still excited about eating less and working out more and can’t wait to see my results in a few weeks. That will end soon though, and I’ll need to work hard to convince myself it’s worth it to eat another salad instead of bread.
Maybe I should just post this on the fridge: