So I’m reading a very interesting article from the New York Times Magazine (Link to article) about obesity and weight loss. I was particularly interested in the quote “The research shows that the changes that occur after weight loss translate to a huge caloric disadvantage of about 250 to 400 calories. For instance, one woman who entered the Columbia studies at 230 pounds was eating about 3,000 calories to maintain that weight. Once she dropped to 190 pounds, losing 17 percent of her body weight, metabolic studies determined that she needed about 2,300 daily calories to maintain the new lower weight. That may sound like plenty, but the typical 30-year-old 190-pound woman can consume about 2,600 calories to maintain her weight — 300 more calories than the woman who dieted to get there.”
I am going to tell you the true tale about my first days at the gym. It may seem unlikely. I certainly was wondering what was going on at the time! The company I worked for offered all employees a free membership at any gym as long as you went to the gym at least 2 days a week. How could I say no? At 446 pounds we all knew that I needed to get to the gym more than any other employee. I visited the big chain gym that some of the other employees liked. I had an evaluation and during the evaluation I had a chance to see how the gym functioned. Even though they gave me a three month free membership I never went back. Nobody was mean to me, but I could see that these people were all in a hurry and anybody including me was in their way. I felt unwelcome.
So I need to write my first real post for Fat Chicks Fitness. What if nobody is interested in what I have to say? What if I can’t produce enough posts over time and I lose momentum? What if Barbara Walters reads my site and wants to interview me as one of her most interesting people? What if my family reads this? Eeeeeek!!!!! This is how I procrastinate. I am a worrier and I like to plan for every possible problem. As a result, nothing gets done. When the task is new to me or I just plain don’t want to do it I make endless plans.