Sunday, October 22, 2017

Weigh in, and Biking Across America


I just came in from pulling some weeds and dead plants in the front yard, watering a tree in the backyard, and playing fetch with my dogs. It's a gorgeous day to be outside! I am really enjoying the renewed feeling that it is not so hard to move, and that being active actually feels good and not painful. Less than two months ago and 20+ pounds heavier, every move took so much effort and I felt drained after even brief activity. But now I am not only getting my stamina back, but also getting my life back. The ability to LIVE and not just exist is my #1 reason for losing weight this time.

As I shared in my last post, I was on a normal many-day streak at the same weight (236 pounds) which is what I weighed last Sunday. Today finally after 7 days at the same weight, the scale ticked down a pound to 235. Feels great! If the past 'model' holds true, I will drop another couple of pounds this week before settling at my new low for awhile. And that's fine with me!

A year and three months ago when I started my "Fat Mom Across America" virtual bike ride, I never dreamed that over a year later I'd still be only 200 miles into my ride. But here I am, not very far along in miles and not very much lighter in weight. Instead of giving up and setting that "mission" aside as a failure, I decided to finish what I started. I originally got the idea from Eric Hites/Fat Guy Across America, who started his actual, on-the-road bike ride across America back in 2015. But because of his weight (500+ pounds) and health issues he, too, has had a break in his ride. He hasn't given up, either, and this month resumed riding with a goal of starting back where he stopped in Texas and finishing his journey to California. So far in October he has ridden a total of 17.3 miles. My goal is to keep up with Eric on a monthly basis by watching his rides and trying to do the same distance here on my recumbent bike. I do use the programs on the bike to mimic hills and varied terrain, but my bike doesn't coast at all so I am pedaling the whole time I'm on it. Eric updates his rides on Strava, and I will update mine on my Virtual Mission page. So far I've only copied his first October ride of 3.4 miles, but I should be able to catch up sometime this week. He will still finish before I do since his southern route is quite a bit shorter than mine (mine is 3,035 miles from Washington to New York) and is he wayyy ahead of me at halfway through his trip. But it'll be fun to have someone to motivate me to keep up on days that I don't feel like riding.

That's it for today! I hope you are enjoying the lovely fall weather as much as I am!

Friday, October 20, 2017

Weight in my Head


Lately I've been thinking about how the numbers on the scale mess with my head a lot. I've been thinking about that because every day, I get on the scale with no idea what to expect. This phentermine experience is different from anything I have ever tried. And the weight loss numbers are really different, too. Check this out:


weight loss with phentermine adipex

This is my weight on phentermine, starting on August 26. There is a pretty obvious pattern of lose, plateau, lose, plateau (and I know an actual plateau is more than a week long, but bear with me here!) What I actually experienced was a little confusing to me.

7 days at 249
7 days at 245
11 days at 240
6 days at 236, so far, as of today.

So it looks like after that initial big drop from water and bloat, my body likes to drop 4 or 5 pounds at a time and then stabilize at that new, lower weight for a week or so. That's actually not a bad thing, right? And it takes away the emotion that wells up after getting on the scale all week and seeing NO change even though you think you're doing everything right.

Not so confusing when I put it in writing! This is why I like blogging. I can think out loud, put it down, share, get feedback and clarify my thoughts and emotions. I can see and accept the pattern and know what to expect. A week of not losing doesn't mean anything is wrong. It means my body is getting better at staying the same, lower weight. That's what I want, especially when I get off phentermine and do NOT want to regain.

I feel really great. Normal. I'd say... not high energy, but pretty happy and calm and much better than I did 22 pounds heavier. It is kind of weird going back down the scale and having to dig into the smaller clothing drawers to find things that fit better. Like before, I am actually throwing away/giving away the "fat clothes" as I lose weight. I honestly regretted doing that before, because when I regained, I kept having to buy stuff that fit (cheap stuff, since I just KNEW I would not stay that fat forever) and I kept thinking of all the nicer quality, comfortable clothing I got rid of. I thought... boy, was I cocky to give away those clothes! I wish I had them now! But once again I am getting rid of the clothes because I am SURE I will never need those sizes again. Hopefully, this time I am right.

Basically it is getting colder and I only have one pair of long jeans that fit right now. I have a few pairs of capri length pants that I dug out of the smaller clothing pile and those fit, and I have some jeans that will fit in probably 10 or 15 pounds. I hope I can get enough weight off for them to fit before winter because I am NOT NOT NOT going to go buy another pair of fat jeans. I am SO DONE being this size, really done with it. I look in the mirror and I do see improvement, but man, I am still seeing morbidly obese. It's like when I got back over 250, my vision switched back to what it was when I weighed almost 280 pounds and the image of myself in my head is of morbid obesity. Funny since when I regained at first, I still thought of myself as thinner and just "a bit fat" and was always shocked to look in the mirror and see this really big person. It takes time for my brain to adjust, I guess. It'll be nice when I can think of myself in a thinner way again. It'll probably be awhile til that happens, though.

One of my exercise goals has been to walk my dogs every day (a mile each, separately, because one likes to chase squirrels and cats and the other gets annoyed and they tangle their leashes and it's a supreme headache. One dog at a time is much nicer!) I also am getting back to biking, following along with Eric Hites/Fat Guy Across America again. I'll post more about that later.

That's all for today! I am coming up on two months of phentermine and am excited to see where month 3 takes me. (I can hardly wait to hit the 220's again! So exciting!) Hope you have a wonderful, blessed weekend!


Sunday, October 15, 2017

Phentermine Side Effects, and Weigh In


Yesterday marked the end of seven weeks since I started taking phentermine at the urging of my doctor. I think that's about halfway to the point when I will have to stop taking it, since she stated that usually it stops working for people after about 3 months. So far I feel fine on it, and have had very few of the noted side effects that phentermine (aka Adipex) can cause. The most common side effects (found on Drugs.com) include headaches, dizziness, tremors (nope, I had none of these), dry mouth (nope, but I do feel thirsty more often and drink more water, which is good!) and diarrhea or upset stomach (nope). I did experience a few of the other common side effects in the first week. I had trouble falling asleep at bedtime for the first few days; I felt wide awake and just couldn't get to sleep until late. I fixed that issue by taking my phentermine earlier in the day and skipping the afternoon dose for awhile until my body got used to it. The only longer-term side effect I have had that is listed is (TMI) constipation, even though I eat fruits and vegetables and drink lots of water. I even added a fiber supplement with no luck. Now I just drink a cup of Senna tea once a week or so to keep things moving along.

Since phentermine is a central nervous system stimulant, one of the other common side effects is feeling restless or "hyperactive" and insomnia. Well, I wouldn't say I ever felt "hyperactive" but for the first week or so I *did* feel more energized and had the desire to get moving more. I sure got a lot of housework and cleaning done that first week! I'd say in the second week, when I was taking half at 7AM and half at noon, the insomnia went completely away along with any jittery feeling. Since then it's been a pretty even keel of yes, having more energy to get out and exercise or get things done during the day, but not as much as I *wish* I could have! Just a bit of a boost. But thankfully, my blood pressure has not gone up and I've had no issues with heart palpitations or racing or anything like that (less common side effects). My doctor sees me once a month to check those things and make sure I'm doing okay.

Mainly the phentermine works in two ways: as an appetite suppressant and an energy booster. I do find I am not as hungry as often and can get by with less food. You can't just take a pill and eat whatever you want, though. You still have to do the work. I went back to what I know best: lower carb eating, based on meats, fats, and produce. I do still enjoy some starches and grains once in awhile but I am really careful to keep them limited. I might have a few corn chips at the Mexican restaurant with salsa, but the rest of my meal would be carne asada and grilled vegetables... no beans or rice or tortillas. And if I am at a potluck I might have some chicken soup and salad and even had 2 bites of a muffin with butter, but I won't have croutons, crackers or dessert. It's moderation and eyeballing my carbs to stay under about 70-80 grams, which isn't too hard for me to estimate after tracking carbs for months and months on other diet plans. I'm not measuring, counting, or tracking anything... just using my knowledge of nutrition to make good choices. As far as an energy boost goes, it's not even the kind of boost you might get from a few cups of coffee. It's more like *just enough* of a difference to get me to go walk the dogs every day instead of blowing it off sometimes, or *just enough* to go ahead and do some yard work instead of deciding to watch TV.  My doctor told me that phentermine also would give my metabolism a "boost." I've found conflicting information about that online; some sources say it does speed up metabolism, and others say it only does so by getting a person moving more. Maybe it's a little of both.

Today I weighed in at 236 pounds... a loss of four pounds since last Sunday. It wasn't until Monday that I hit my 239 goal and posted last, but my usual weigh in day is Sunday and I count pounds lost weekly on Sundays. Here's how it has gone each week since starting Phentermine at 258 pounds on August 26th (which was incidentally, a Saturday, so the first week weigh in is one day longer than the rest:

week 1:  -9 pounds
week 2:  -1 pounds
week 3:  -3 pounds
week 4:  -3 pounds
week 5:  -2 pounds
week 6:  -0 pounds
week 7:  -4 pounds

Total so far:  -22 pounds.

Although it *feels* like a super rapid weight loss and my first month's loss of 17 pounds *is* the most I have ever lost in a month, it's really not overly fast. If you take out that first week loss, which was likely a lot of bloat and water from eating more carbs in the weeks prior, it averages just over 2 pounds a week. That's a nice, steady rate of loss that is within the usual guidelines doctors give for safe weight loss. I'm really happy with this. I can't even explain how much better I feel with 22 pounds gone!

Well this post has gone on long enough. I just wanted to share a few details about the phentermine and my experience. I'd be glad to answer any questions in the comments. Going forward I probably won't be writing about the drug itself much, but more about this process of re-losing, yet again, lots of regained pounds, and hopefully for the final time, escaping obesity.



Monday, October 9, 2017

The Next Chapter


A little over two months ago, when my blog hit its ten year anniversary, I had this overwhelming sense of failure. In those ten years, I went from 278 pounds down to 175 pounds (a loss of 103 pounds) and then back up again, slowly and gradually over the last seven years, to a bit over 250 pounds. It wasn't without work, either. If you've been a blog reader for long, you know I have tried and lost and gained and done everything from Whole 30 to AIP to carb counting to biking across America over those last seven years, but still, as my Weight by Year page shows, I steadily gained about 15 pounds every year until 2015, when I *lost* about 15 pounds. But I sure made up for it in 2016, going from 229 pounds to 260, a one-year gain of 31 pounds. Honestly, it has really sucked.

Least year on my 9 year bloggiversary I was SO determined to get the weight off once and for all. But that didn't happen and one year later (this August) I was a bit over 250 pounds. That's when I left. I swore I would not write again unless and until I got under 240 pounds.

And then I kept gaining.

You know me. I had no accountability. I let go and ate whatever. I went to the fair and had lemonade and a cheese steak and beer battered fries and a caramel apple. "But hey, I didn't eat an elephant ear or any ice cream!" I dunno, I guess I just felt like ten years is enough and maybe I just should be who I am. And by August 26th, I weighed 258 pounds. And then I looked in the mirror and thought, this is NOT just who I am. This is not who I am at all. This is not a lifestyle I can be happy in. It makes me UNhappy and I just feel crappy.

I guess in a way I wondered: if I have NO ONE following me, no one watching what I eat or how much I exercise... no one waiting to hear how I did this month or what my weight is... then maybe I could feel happy and free and not guilty for just eating what I want and being who I am. So I figured it was time to close up the blog. Stop with the audience. Just be.

But it didn't work that way. Even with NO plans to ever come back here and report anything, or give any update online anywhere, I found myself not comfortable at a heavier weight. I was not getting a sense of excitement and pleasure from my food like I used to a decade ago when I would binge. Somehow, even the stuff I *did* eat that I knew was not really good for me did not taste that good. Not like I remembered. My son bought donuts and with NO guilt I picked one and started to eat it, but it just felt gross. I didn't even want it. No one was judging, looking, or hearing confessions and yet I did not want it. And when my pants got so tight I could no longer wear them, and when not only my knees but my hips started clicking and hurting when I walked, I came to the conclusion on my own that this is not me. It's not what I want, even if nobody is watching and nobody is judging.

I went to the doctor near the end of August... the endocrinologist, actually. I went to her for a regular checkup on my blood sugar (which was fine), and as always they weighed me and jotted down the gain, but said nothing. I decided to bring it up myself. I said, "I am really uncomfortable at this weight. I have done xyz and have not lost weight. Even going back on thyroid medication did not have any effect on either my weight nor my energy level. What should I do?" And she looked at me and said, "Well, you're right. You do need to lose weight if you want to keep your health. So I think I would recommend phentermine."

Um, NO. I told her about how that drug could raise my blood pressure... and she said "it might, but being obese is worse for your blood pressure and your heart, so you could try phentermine and we would monitor your blood pressure." Um, NO. I did not want to use drugs to lose weight. Remember back in 2012 when I wrote this post: Here, Have a Diet Pill? My primary doctor had recommended Adipex (phentermine) then, too. So I objected again this time... but the doctor persisted. She said that it was a very old and safe drug, *except* when combined with another drug back in the Fen-phen days. Alone, she said, this could really help me get some weight off. And once I get some weight off, I'd have more energy and motivation to lose the rest... without phentermine.

Believe it or not, I agreed to try it. She had me start on a half dose (half of a 37.5 mg tablet) and then after a few days I went up to half in the morning and half after lunch. And from August 26th to September 26th, I went from 258 pounds to 241... a loss of 17 pounds. I have *never* lost 17 pounds in a month before. Ever.

Well now it is October 9th. It took almost two weeks to drop another 2 pounds (I had an unusually long, 11 day plateau at 240 pounds. Psychological? Body needed a break?) and today I finally hit 239. Nineteen pounds gone so far, and still going. My blood pressure is better than it was before phentermine. My doctor said I could take phentermine for about 3 months, and then it would lose its effectiveness. I am taking advantage of the next month and a half and getting off as much weight as I can.

Thanks for sticking around, and checking in to see how I'm doing! I am definitely back.


Sunday, August 6, 2017

10 Years of This


This past Friday marked my 10-year Bloggiversary... ten years since I started this blog back in 2007. Ten years of this! I lost 103 pounds and gained most of it back, and last year I swore up and down that I was so done messing around with this and was DETERMINED to get the weight back off by my ten year blog anniversary, or quit blogging.

Obviously I have not gotten the weight back off. I hit 260 pounds at the start of this year, and have only lost about ten pounds since then. I also made a goal last year to finish my "Fat Mom Across America" biking journey by my ten year anniversary. That didn't happen either.

Well, enough with the talk and no action. So I won't be posting again until I am under 240 pounds. If I never get under 240 pounds, I won't be posting again. At all.

Hope to "talk" with you again soon. But if not, it's been a good run. I loved the wonderful highs of seeing my body getting smaller and healthier, reaching new goals, seeing the difference in photos every ten pounds. I so enjoyed the great community that blogging created. Getting to experience the rewards of all my hard work was worth it, and a blessing. Thank you for being here along the way.