Big Brother is Watching you… Introducing my FitBit

That sounds far ruder than it should. No no, don’t leave. I can explain!

My FitBit is a bracelet. You wear it 24 hours a say and it records every move you make. Did I mention that you don’t take it off?

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I ought to quantify a little bit further. I’m not on some kind of electronic security tag, but have bought a device which is designed to track just how much I actually move in a day. It’s like a pedometer in bracelet form which also synchs to my laptop wirelessly, and monitors how I sleep. All this monitoring then gives me some very pretty graphs and is trying to tempt me to hand over an extra £40 per year for even prettier graphs. For a numbers nerd like me, that is really rather tempting, but having just paid out £80 for the device, the graphs will have to wait. For now.

Why is this useful? Well, after much moaning (on here, on Facebook, to my husband) about being on a low carb diet, I chucked it all in, ate some cheesecake and downloaded MyFitnessPal and just went in for the balanced 1200 calorie diet with a decent recording of exercise. But the exercise needed to be recorded properly (read: without me cheating) so when biking & walking, I have the free app Endomondo linked into My Fitness Pal which records my route, calories & hydration needed. Then for general movement and BMR I have this funky little bracelet that tells MyFitnessPal exactly how many steps I’ve taken, and how active I am at any particular point during the day.

Essentially, I have no way of cheating. This is good. Because I diet like a child gives up sweets.

So how did I offset my measly 1200 calories with exercise today? (The more you move, the more you can eat. It really is carrot on a stick!). Well, the kids and I rode the bikes to and from school (430 extra noms), then after school we did an hour and a half at the roller disco hall where we opted in for the 30 minute lesson. I can officially stop! Without falling on my arse! And we started going backwards. And yes, I am just as happy that I can go backwards as my seven year old is. I don’t care. This is progress! I am one tiny wobbly step closer to derby! And, to top it all off, 90 minutes of whooping about, crouching, balancing on one leg, playing catch with beach balls and making snakey backwards moves burnt off 1200 cals! Result!

And just look at how happy they are!

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I’m not going to mention that my thighs feel like the Spanish Inquisition has had a team building day out on them. If they were possibly hurting, that would be because of the skating squats we were doing all in the name of ‘balance’!

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Day Four – Head, Shoulders, Knees & Ketosis

The primary goal for Stage 1 of Atkins is to put your body into a state of ‘ketosis’. In English, this means making your body burn fat instead of glucose for its main energy source.

Basically, your body is lazy. If it can get hold of glucose, it’ll burn that. Next, it’ll try the complex carbs (takes longer to turn into glucose). Once there’s no carbs to burn, it’ll turn to the protein & fats which is what I’m eating on this ridiculous diet and which I also have a plentiful supply of on various wobbly bits of my body.

Protein is harder to digest, so to keep up the energy, the body has to turn to its current stores (a bit like the day before grocery shopping where you have to make up crazy recipes from whatever is left in the fridge.

Once you’ve moved onto this, the idea is that you have more control over your cravings as the body stops getting used to it’s quick hits of sugar and when you are really properly hungry it knows it’s going to have to work to digest the next meal. There’s also a bit of a high achieved mentally from breaking through the ‘snack barrier’ – not always. During the day I get it. In the evening I am so not there yet. It’s going to take a while to separate food from mental state. Fasting helps with this.

Stage 1 is meant to last a minimum of 2 weeks, or until you are 6.8 Kg away from your goal (that’s about 15 lbs). Right now, I’m 6.7 Kg away from my goal, so as long as I keep dropping I can move to stage 2 at the end of this week. Alternatively, if you’re 4.5Kg away from goal, you move onto stage 3.

Breakfast. EGGS!

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Water
Water

Off to to the shopping. Ha! Never shop hungry.

Lunch. I have 10 minutes before I collect the girls from school so quickly nosh a Babybel Gouda and two slices of roast chicken.

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Get the kids. Oh arseholes and woozles! I forgot to buy eggs & sugar free jelly!! Take kids back to the supermarket in the current 30 degree heat (that’s Celsius) to acquire the staple Atkins food and promptly spend £18 on eggs, jelly and splendour (how?!).

Home. Time to get ready for the Brownie beach BBQ where we meet the people taking the girls on their brownie camp this year. Just time to slice open the big watermelon I bought today for the kids. Big juicy slices for the girls…

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…. And I blow 5g of my 20g carb allowance on a teeny slice of watermelon.

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Ooh it was lovely in this heat. I regret nothing. See?

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I dropped the girls off at their BBQ with a mild sense of impending dread as this is the ‘pre-meet’ for brownie camp. The first time the girls have been away from home. I’m half terrified that they’ll be sad away from home, and half terrified that they’ll act up for someone who isn’t me.

Went home to make dinner for me & parents (LSH is out at kickboxing – aka getting his arse handed to him by particularly fit ladies. Best not to think about that really). Meatballs & mushrooms with pasta for them and a regulated salad for me (ditched the cucumber and celery to try to remain inside my carb quota).

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Dammit. I’ve gone over by 1.4 grams. I’m quite up on the calories too at 1616 for the day. In terms of Atkins calories, I’m fine. It should be between 1500 – 1800 rather than the obscene 800 that the Cambridge diet aimed for.

How did I go wrong? Well, that slice of melon for starters, and I probably could’ve coped with just three meatballs instead of six. On the upside, I’m not rocking and crying over my lack of chocolate or pizza. In fact, I’m not even peckish. If I do get ansy later in the evening, I also have a fridge full of sugar free jelly which is now my safety net.

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Fingers crossed the extra 1.4 grams doesn’t kill tomorrow’s weigh in. I’m really happy with my 4lbs so far this week.

Tomorrow could be interesting. I’m going with my new school (large bunch of overheated and overexcited teenagers) on a trip to London and need to try out my low carb packed lunch without completely wilting.

I’ve not been hungry at all today. Hello ketosis, nice to ‘meat’ you, here, have some of my belly flab, oh no, no charge at all. I’ve been saving this for years and have no use for it anymore.

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On the scales yet again…

This is becoming an obsession. Wake up, run to bathroom, step on scales (look hopeful).

After much bitching last night about medically needing some M&Ms, which I didn’t so much resist as avoided by whining like a little kid at LSH until we gave up and went to bed. It does seem Atkins is slowing down the initial weight crash, but not by too much.

This morning the scales pronounced me 83.7 Kg (that’s a total loss of 3.2Kg in 18 days). I stepped on them again just to make sure, and yep I have lost another 0.4 Kg since yesterday morning. That’s despite eating a steak the size of my own arse last night.

I’m pretty sure this is doing nothing for my arteries, but one thing at a time eh?

Today is shopping day, so the plan is to find almond flour and sugar free jelly (jello for my American friends) to beat these sugar tantrums into their place. Especially as I dreamt last night that LSH got pissed off and moved to Japan with his recently acquired hot new bod (he’s not on a soul destroying diet, but eating more protein and hitting the gym almost every day which is working for him – I, however don’t really fancy being ‘stacked’).

To battle!

On the scales again…

Last night I fell asleep on the sofa by 8pm in a carb free dizzy haze and after hauling my backside to bed, promptly slept until 7am.

On the upside, this morning I weigh 84.1kg (that’s 0.9kg less than yesterday!).

Downside is I can’t actually function, so I’m swapping the insane 800 calorie carb free plan over to the induction phase of Atkins where I can at least ingest a bit more real food and stay in ketosis. I’m using a carb counter app which means I still have control.

This happy change means eggs for breakfast! Yummmmmm.

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