Had the meeting with the nutritionalist
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Well, we started the meeting with testing for my resting metabolic rate...
I think that's what it was called. Basically I had to breathe "naturally" into this machine so it can determine how many calories I burn just resting.
So, I found out my body burns 1600 calories a day... without any exercise, etc. That was $50 to find out.
After that I got on the scale. Oh, how depressing that was. It was 130 lbs. I know to some... that would be great... but for this gal who has NEVER seen the scale go over 128 lbs (and that started only 2 years ago... before that it never went above 122 lbs)... it was so depressing. But hey, I did it to myself.
Before you start to say, "But it's MUSCLE"... read on...
Then came the fat pincher... could a gal get even more depressed? YEP!
Back in February 2006 (7 months ago!) I was at 20% after the challenge with my friend... today... I was at 26%
As far as us discussing my food intake, etc. I think I just frustrated the hell out of her. Unfortuantely, I have caloric intake stuck in my head. And she wants me to monitor that, but maybe not as closely... since I need to change my lifestyle.
Was it helpful? Gosh, the jury is still out on that one. The truth is, is that I know what I am suppose to eat... and how much of it I should be eating... I just choose not to. That is what this all comes down to.
And she wants me to see healthy food as something enjoyable and fulfilling to eat. That's great and all... but I figure I will always have a battle in my head... between what is yummy (to me!) and what I should be eating.
I need motivation and meeting with her will do that... but to the tune of $80 a pop? Not sure about that. I could get just as much motivation being in a challenge with a friend.
So... I'm not sure if I will stick with it. I have a lot of extras to pay for in the next 2 months... and I don't think what I will be getting will be worth the cost.
"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather, to skid in broadside thoroughly used-up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming: WOW WHAT A RIDE!!!!"