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Peer pressure. It's the only excuse.
Some of you may or may not remember that last year I participated in my work's 'get fit' program (hey, the winner got a day off!) and was really bitter about losing 12 pounds, but losing out to someone who gained a pound. Because, in their wisdom (and I do see some wisdom in this) they didn't want to encourage people to lose weight, they wanted them to lose fat. So they decided that one of those scales that measures body fat would be the tool they used to decide. You got a point for every pound of fat you lost, and lost a point for every pound of muscle you lost. This, however, is so dependent on water content to make it laughable. And so, despite losing 12 pounds, all of which I can assure you was fat (I lost the inches to prove it) I ended up with negative points because I wasn't hydrated enough. Yes, I'm bitter.
So I signed up again this year, because... I'm a masochist, whatever, and decided to chart my 'progress' (or lack thereof - I haven't exactly been eating healthy, as dinner so far tonight has been a half-dozen cookies). Apparently, over the last few days I managed to gain - and then lose most of - almost 9 pounds. Which means I somehow ate an extra 31,500 calories (above and beyond what it takes to maintain my weight) over the course of three days, and then managed to burn 21,000 calories overnight last night (however I was sleep-exercising, I'd like to keep that up!).
( Nifty Excel chart here, because I'm geeky like that )
I am more or less the same weight (a few pounds down, but that's not unexpected) and really am the same size, so the whole thing is a crock. Depending on if I'm showing any real trend, I may or may not bother with the farce that is 'weighing out', because what's the point if I'm having a low-hydration day? I'll just have another bitter disappointment.
I will say that while I'm not so much watching what I eat (besides guiding it to my pie-hole) I am trying to be more active. Ballroom dancing has started up again, and I am trying to work more bellydance into my daily life (but I only try to shimmy-walk at work when no one is around to see!). Speaking of, time for class, gotta go!
Some of you may or may not remember that last year I participated in my work's 'get fit' program (hey, the winner got a day off!) and was really bitter about losing 12 pounds, but losing out to someone who gained a pound. Because, in their wisdom (and I do see some wisdom in this) they didn't want to encourage people to lose weight, they wanted them to lose fat. So they decided that one of those scales that measures body fat would be the tool they used to decide. You got a point for every pound of fat you lost, and lost a point for every pound of muscle you lost. This, however, is so dependent on water content to make it laughable. And so, despite losing 12 pounds, all of which I can assure you was fat (I lost the inches to prove it) I ended up with negative points because I wasn't hydrated enough. Yes, I'm bitter.
So I signed up again this year, because... I'm a masochist, whatever, and decided to chart my 'progress' (or lack thereof - I haven't exactly been eating healthy, as dinner so far tonight has been a half-dozen cookies). Apparently, over the last few days I managed to gain - and then lose most of - almost 9 pounds. Which means I somehow ate an extra 31,500 calories (above and beyond what it takes to maintain my weight) over the course of three days, and then managed to burn 21,000 calories overnight last night (however I was sleep-exercising, I'd like to keep that up!).
( Nifty Excel chart here, because I'm geeky like that )
I am more or less the same weight (a few pounds down, but that's not unexpected) and really am the same size, so the whole thing is a crock. Depending on if I'm showing any real trend, I may or may not bother with the farce that is 'weighing out', because what's the point if I'm having a low-hydration day? I'll just have another bitter disappointment.
I will say that while I'm not so much watching what I eat (besides guiding it to my pie-hole) I am trying to be more active. Ballroom dancing has started up again, and I am trying to work more bellydance into my daily life (but I only try to shimmy-walk at work when no one is around to see!). Speaking of, time for class, gotta go!