Since December 27, 2015, I have been tracked by a tiny piece of technology that fits snugly around my wrist. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
My mother-in-law gave me her old FitBit so I can track how many steps I take in a day. It really was more of a matter of curiosity at this point. Carless, I walk every where and thought it may be fun to get an idea of how many kilometers I log in a day.
Initially, it was about 8,000 steps. Not bad. I was able to make 10,000 a day a goal and have met that every day since.
But if I have a high step count, why was I a bit overweight (okay, pushing obese according to some reports). It wasn’t until I started entering other data into the system that my less than healthy habit was revealed: Portion Distortion Disorder.
Did you know 16 crinkle fries is ONE serving size? How about 30grams of cheese? I didn’t either. I didn’t measure out how many squares of chocolate I ate or the raisin bran in my bowl. I would garnish tacos with shredded cheesy goodness without a second thought to the calorie (and fat) content. It was good . . . how can it not be good for me.
I started measuring, weighing and figuring out the calorie content of the food we ate. Well, at least we were walking everywhere. What I found out was that the two of us were eating twice and sometimes three times the serving size.
We knocked our calorie consumption down to 1800 and . . . . I’m not going to lie. The first two weeks were hard.
“16?” The hubster said looking from the handful of fries next to his bunless veggie burger.
“Yep. 16.” There was a bit of a misunderstanding and temper tantrum the next day when he received his serving of 8 tater tots for lunch. So, we went back to crinkle fries for then he felt like he was getting more.
However, eventually our bodies adjusted and meal time isn’t such a hardship. In fact, we have found less is more. We pack fibre, protein and flavor into our 1800 daily calories. Instead of focusing on the fixings and additives, we tried to meal plan to maximize our calories — getting the bulk of it from veggies, fruit, protein and less from the cheesy goodness we adore.
This morning, two months later, I am down 10 kg (22 pounds) and two dress sizes. I put on a pair of jeans I haven’t worn since 2011. But this is just the numbers.
The two of us are careful to avoid using the “d” word (diet) for it was more about reworking or relationship with food. A maintenance thing. Like going to a marriage counselor when things have started to slide off track.
Our trackers, or food counselors, have put us back on the right path. One that involves 10k steps a day and 1,800 calories.