I’m baaaaaack! For those just tuning in I started Ideal Protein back in January and over the course of 4 months I lost 55lbs. I took a roughly 1 month pre-planned break in the month of May, and now here I am, living and breathing in June, about to embark on what I’m calling IP 2.0. I’m back to Phase 1 of IP. Back to the beginning. If I’m even a little bit lucky I’ll replicate my success from my first IP go around. So here it goes!
Day 1: Wednesday, June 5th, 2013
Starting weight: 276.2
So going back to a completely regular human diet cost me 10 lbs, which is actually exactly what I thought it would, so that’s pretty damn ok with me. IP protocol states that most people gain back about 4-8 lbs on average when they leave IP behind, so I say 10 lbs is pretty consistent with the norm. If I factor in that probably about half of those 10 lbs are water weight, then that leaves me at gaining 5 real pounds, and I am definitely ok with that! I expected a whole lot worse when I stepped on that scale. I’ll admit that it was even a little bit scary getting back on it.
It’s amazing to me how much your perspective changes once you’ve successfully lost a considerable amount of weight. Before I started IP I never really cared what the scale read. If I lost or gained some pounds it was always a big ol’ “whatever!” for me. But now that I’ve made it to a certain weight, having the numbers crawl back up is no longer a passing observation. Now, the first thing I do is count. Count up. Count down. Counting down always puts a smile on your face, but I’d be lying if I said counting up didn’t bum me out a little bit. And that reaction kinda bums me out all on it’s own. It tells me that I might be losing some of that awesome self esteem I’ve always prided myself with having. Before I was fat but content. Now I might be not as fat but also not as content. How twisted it that!?! And to myself I wonder exactly why my thought process has changed? Does that mean that the more I lose the more discontent I will be? I really don’t want to end up being one of those skinny minnie chicks that forever sees themselves as fat, even when they’re a twig. That, in itself, is a sad state to be in.
Now that I think about it, at least for me, maybe it’s a “during” kinda feeling. Maybe once I’m done with the whole thing and my weight settles into what it’s ultimately gonna be, maybe then I’ll go back to being the girl that didn’t care what the daily scale said. Fingers crossed!
But anywho! Emotional stuff aside, let me touch on the other differences I noticed in myself while I was on break. First thing that I know will never be the same again? My taste buds. More specifically, my sweet buds. I just couldn’t handle the taste of sugar like I used to. Perfect example: milk tea boba. I LOVE milk tea boba. Everytime I went to the movies I would stop into my favorite boba spot and grab a drink. So I waltzed into the spot, ordered my usually glass of yumminess, took a swig, and almost went into a diabetic coma! I swear I felt like I was chugging maple syrup! Holy toledo it was awful! I went back a couple weeks later and got my same drink but I asked for 1/2 the usual sugar. Infinitely better. I was very happy to know that my yummy boba was not forever lost to me.
Another change that seems a little more permanent and actually makes me more sad: milk. I used to adore milk. It was probably my favorite thing to drink next to an Arnold Palmer. Now, however, I find that I don’t enjoy drinking it as much as I used to. I don’t know what it is, but for some reason it’s just not the same anymore. Total bummer.
Over all, I think my enjoyment of fatty and sugary foods has diminished. When I first phased out of IP I wanted to eat everything…but I think it was just because I hadn’t had it in a long time. Once I had had it again, I didn’t really crave it anymore. In the future I think my biggest problem is going to be what I call “idle” foods. That’s the stuff that got me the most. Foods that are just lying around. AKA: all the bad stuff. Sweet breads, chips, random pieces of candy. All that stuff that you can easily swipe up as you’re walking past the counter. Because honestly you don’t think about it when you pick it up initially. It’s not until you’re already eating it that you pause and say: “Damn! Where the hell did this come from??” But by then it’s unwrapped and half in your mouth and you just end up saying “screw it” because it’s pointless to throw a perfectly good bit of yumminess away. What a waste, right? Fail. That was my biggest problem right there. Those “impulse” grabs are the ones that I’m gonna have to work on the next time around. *sigh*
So yes. That was my super exciting life off of IP. Now I get to re-start my super boring life ON IP. I gotta admit that my drive and determination just aren’t where they should be. And it’s not so much because I’m gonna have to give up the carbs again. Honestly, the discouraging part is going back to the cooking. I hated the cooking! I hated wasting so much time at the stove. And it’s so hard to get home hungry after a long day at the office and not eat the dinner that is already ready and waiting to be gobbled, instead of having to pull out all my stuff and waste time making myself something boring to eat. Blah! I HATE THE COOKING! I see my number one obstacle to continued success. Now let’s see if I can get past it. Grrrrrr!!! Get back on the boat, people! It’s time to set sail…again.