The Secret of Change

Happy Monday! I hope you’re already reaping the benefits of this fresh new week!

Socrates: The secret of change is to focus all of your energy, not on fighting the old, but on building the new.

When I jotted this quote in my notebook awhile back, I wasn’t thinking of it in terms of productivity, but in how I felt in my early days of this Tippy Toe Diet. For the first time ever, I wasn’t thinking of change in the context of what I used to do but in the light of what I do now. ALL of my energy was on creating a sustainable way of managing my weight. I didn’t feel like I was fighting battles against myself; I was learning to live with myself in a new and healthier way. Life was/IS about the new, not the old.

Speaking of new, I’m following years of tradition and starting something new on this particular Monday. I’m experimenting with a new-to-me way of working, The Pomodoro Technique(pdf), a productivity method that focuses on 25-minute increments of activity with a 3-5 minute break following. After four work-breaklet cycles, you take a 15-30 minute break. Or as I like to call it, lunch!

I’ve had some success with working in 15-minute bursts, but what often happens is that I just turn off the iphone alarm and keep going, telling myself that I’ll just finish this one task and then I’ll get up and stretch or, depending on the task, sit down and cool off. Or get some sleep. And two hours later I’m either feeling like a pretzel or an egg that’s been cracked and fried on the sidewalk.

Or sometimes what happens is I get distracted in the middle of the “shift” and end up surfing chatting with neighbors going to Smoothie Cafe working on something less imperative.

I’m eager to see if this Pomodoro thing works better. I’ve already learned one valuable lesson. The technique gets its name from those cute tomato timers you see around. I thought I’d just use my iphone, but, well, I got distracted in the middle of my very first task! I’d kind of forgotten to focus for a minute there and got off track. So I dragged out my kitchen timer which is a much better taskmaster. Tick-tick-tick A constant reminder to finish the task at hand when my mind (and clicky finger) wanders.

During my first breaklet this morning, I was thinking about writing this post (I don’t think the rules say you can’t think about the tasks ahead), and it occurred to me that in successfully managing our weight, we find some sort of tick-tick-tick that keeps us on task, on building the new. It might not be audible, or even tangible, but there’s something that keeps us from losing focus.

For me, listing the reasons why I wanted to lose weight and referring to the list at least once a day was the tick-tick-tick I needed. As I stuck with it day after day, forward momentum kicked in and the rest, as they say, is history. As Richard Murphy (Confessions of a Contractor wrote: “The moment you fall in love with the sound of progress is the moment you stop hearing everything else.”

Tick-tick-tick What keeps you focused on moving forward, on building the new?

Or do you feel like you’re stuck in fight mode? I’ll do what I can to help, and if I don’t have an answer, maybe another reader will.

As for this tomato productivity thing, it’s too early to tell, but I think there’s something to it. I’m not fighting the urge to check email or facebook or go play with the dog down the street. I can do that on my (non-lunch) break later. Tick-tick-tick I think I feel a rhythm building. :)



AIM: Through Thick and Thin

logo: Adventures in Maintenance with photos

Among the congratulations and kudos I received upon reaching goal was this wise-ass piece of advice: “Just be sure you don’t gain it all back.”

Really? This is what you say to someone while she’s celebrating? I fought off the urge to throw my stapler at the wise-ee and muttered something like, “Well, shoot, there goes that plan,” as I walked off to talk to more sensible people.

I knew the statistics before I started this adventure, that almost two-thirds of “dieters” regain their weight within three years, and I found them discouraging. But then I remembered I wasn’t a statistic and plowed forward anyway.

So here I am in the middle of my fifth year of maintenance, and I’ve beaten the statistics so far. (Go me!) Does this mean I hit goal weight and stayed there? Not at all, but then again, I never expected it to. Not if I wanted to get out and about and enjoy this new, more vibrant life.

Over the past few years (and thanks to the decadent vacation, right now), I’ve had times when my pants felt snug, or a shirt looked a bit tighter, or I just knew that I was indulging a little too much. Early on, I would feel a jolt of panic when this happened. Am I going to gain it all back? Is this the beginning of the end?

And then I would fall upon my bed in a heap and sob for hours. Okay, not really, but I did/do have to remind myself that this is exactly what I’d expected, that there would be times my weight would start to creep up, and I’d have to be watchful for that. I remember telling a friend that I wanted to be one of those people who gain and lose the same 5-10 pounds over and over–only from goal weight, rather than 100 pounds heavier. :)

I hadn’t seriously intended that to be the plan, but that seems to be what’s happening. I have no idea if or how much I gain or lose, because I don’t weigh so much these days. When it feels like the weight is shifting in the wrong direction, I knuckle down and get back to basics–and only basics–for a while. I look at it as weight management more than weight maintenance. Or maybe it’s weight mindfulness. Whatever, it requires being aware of what’s going on and keeping it all in check.

Long time readers know that I struggle at times with body image, and I’ve worked hard to (mostly) get to a place where I accept this strong, energetic, imperfect vessel. One thing I hadn’t factored in was the impact m-m-menopause would have on my body. My face is rounder, and my already thick middle is slightly thicker. Since those seem to be the only by-products of this momentous time, I think I’ll take it and be happy. From what I understand, it could be much, much worse.

In the end, what matters most to me now is what mattered most to me when I first began: a healthier and more vibrant life. As for how close I’ll keep it to goal weight for the long term, I stumbled across another statistic recently that makes me feel pretty good about my (and therefore, YOUR) chances:

“A large proportion of the American population has lost 10% of their maximum weight and has maintained this weight loss for at least 1 y. These findings are in sharp contrast to the belief that few people succeed in long-term weight loss maintenance.” Source

I plan to stay well over the 10% success mark (say, 90-95%), through thick and thin (well, thinner), while I explore this new and vibrant life, and I hope you won’t let any set of statistics stop you from achieving your goals either!

Have you thought about the time after you reach goal? Are you prepared for the possibility of regain?


If you haven’t done so already, be sure to check out the other AIM posts:
Lynn @ Lynn’s Weigh
Lori @ Finding Radiance
Debby @ Debby Weighs In
Shelley @ My Journey to Fit

AIM: Adventures in Maintenance is Lynn, Lori, Debby, Shelley, and Cammy, former weight-loss bloggers who now write about life in maintenance. We formed AIM to work together to turn up the volume on the issues facing people in weight maintenance. We publish a post on the same topic on the first Monday of each month. Let us know if there is a topic you’d like us to address!



Saluting SparkPeople

I think I might be suffering a bit of car-lag from my trip. Either that, or the never-ending rain we’ve had over the past few days, have left me feeling sloggy and dull.

Despite the meh!, I am pleased to say that this has been one of the smoothest returns to Cammy-normal I’ve had yet! Better than most, and I think that’s because I had already planned to journal my food in Sparkpeople for the month of May as a kind of nod to my sixth Spark-oversery.

Back in 2007, when I was first learning how to compose healthier meals, I used the meal tracker in SP to figure it all out. Then I got caught up in the silly fun of earning points for virtual trophies which helped me build momentum. Before I knew it, I’d built all sorts of healthier habits, dropping pounds left and right, and enjoying every minute of it!

So thank you, SparkPeople, for helping me find my way…and for helping with resuming my new, healthier habits in full after an indulgent vacation! (I’d actually forgotten how much fun detail tracking can be! Motivational, too! :) )

*****

Not much going on in my world this weekend, certainly no cake. :( We’re having a cool snap (37° tonight!) and more rain, so if you’re looking for me, you’ll likely find me at home or at the gym. Or writing my AIM post for Monday. :)

What are you doing this weekend? I hope it’s something more fun than shivering!



Listening to the Right Voices

Six years ago this month, I was 100 pounds (or so) heavier, easing into this tippy toe diet and wondering where it would take me. The experts and their statistics said I wasn’t likely to succeed. Certain people in my life didn’t think I’d be successful. Heck, my own experience said I couldn’t carry it off, and it kept trying to remind me of that. Lots of voices competing for my attention.

Fortunately, I listened to my heart and instinct to find my way. Imperfectly and inelegantly, to be sure, but always returning to the belief that I had the answers I needed at the moment and that the remainder would surface at some point in time.

While I’ve (mostly) learned to manage my weight successfully, I still face doubts and fears in this and other areas of my life. I’m so grateful to have found Karen Gunton’s image above to remind me that the voices we listen to have the capacity to hold us back or to set us free.

I still value the voices of reason, logic, and experience, but I’m learning to listen for their synchronization with heart and instinct to point me in the right direction. (And I’m trusting the combination not to point me to a van down by the river. LOL)

Have you identified the voices competing for your attention? Got them sorted out into their proper places?



The Downsides of Spring

I do love Spring, but even I have to admit that it has a few quirky downsides.

Taxes

A lot of folks in the U.S. miss the best parts of Spring because they’re stuck indoors scouring the files for any overlooked tax deductions. But today is the last day for filing tax returns, so those people should be able to bandage the paper cuts and step out into the great outdoors.

And if the outdoors isn’t so great right now, thanks to a cool-to-cold Spring, it’s still worth getting out and about to take advantage of some of the tax day freebies being offered by various businesses. (Gotta love the American entrepreneurial spirit!)

Since I don’t have a million calories to spare and my tax return was filed months ago, I’ll be taking advantage of the best freebie of all: a nice long walk through the neighborhood*. It’s looking quite pretty right now.

azalea
azalea with cherub statue
discarded recumbent bike

Hmm, one of these things is not like others.

Pollen

By the way, that’s not dust on that bike seat. It’s pollen. Anything that’s outdoors and stationary for more than a couple of minutes will soon be coated in a layer of green dust. Seriously, I was sitting outside reading the other day and I had to keep wiping the green off my glasses!

The War on Squirrels

This is my dilemma on this fine Monday morning. My attic has been overtaken by squirrels! (Oh please, God, let it be squirrels and not something smaller and gross.) I have searched and searched for the breech in my domicile, but other than one tiny space that I’m watching now, I can’t find it. My next step is to get up ON the roof and check for an access point under a shingle or flashing. Those beasts are crafty and may have their front door camouflaged. Not that I can do anything about it at this point. I need to get them evicted before I seal up anything.

Anyone have any good tips for driving squirrel squatters out of the attic? (My Dad has trap cages I can borrow, but I don’t want to haul off a mother squirrel and leave any babies behind to die. In.My.Attic.)

Okay, time to get my day started for real. Fingers crossed I have a buyer coming for my duplicate treadmill in a bit! And if he doesn’t show, I have emails from two more folks who are interested. Whew!

Hope you all have an awesome squirrel-free Monday!

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*Or I might take advantage of the free Schlotzsky’s sandwich and then walk at the park. :)