30 days later, I am very proud of myself for accomplishing a goal I set for myself. I don’t have after pics like I had hoped. but here are the changes I’ve experienced since increasing my intake of water and non-caffeinated beverages:
- A total of five pounds lost
- Lighter undereye circles; it no longer looks like I’ve been punched in the face if I can’t find my concealer
- A few less wrinkles, very few less, but still less
- Brighter, softer skin, less gray-looking
- More dependable happiness, and for someone with depression, that is really something!
- An increased consciousness of the other things I put into my body and how I’m treating it overall… I’m still not giving up pizza rolls and bologna. That’s just crazy talk.
I really don’t know what else to say, since I said a lot of it yesterday. I’m proud of myself. I’m looking forward to continuing to treat my water bottle as if it were an appendage. And most of all, I’m still excited to embark upon new challenges that will benefit me, be it in mind, body, or soul.
Stay tuned for when I start my Yoga Challenge next week! And, one last time, happy hydrating!!
Nothing particularly special to report today. With my challenge winding down (today is my final day!), I’ve basically figured out what the changes have been and what I can expect in the future as I continue to keep myself hydrated. I’m excited to start a new challenge next week. More than anything, this water challenge has taught me that I can achieve whatever I want if I can figure out the one thing that will keep me going and motivated. That has been this blog. I’ve never been one to stick with personal changes for the most part, usually falling off the wagon because of cost, inconvenience, or just plain laziness. Knowing that I had to write about it, even though it was an assignment I gave myself, made me accountable. Even if I wasn’t perfect every day, I at least tried every day. I was a ware of what I was or wasn’t doing. That’s been a big deal for me.
Tomorrow, I’ll do a final post about all the changes I’ve discovered/documented. Maybe I’ll even post check-ins every now again as well. We shall see!
New Year’s Eve: Wow. New Years Day: Ugh.
I’m glad for my increased hydration. While I ended up with a hangover on New Year’s Day, if it hadn’t been for this challenge, it could’ve been much worse than it was. I was very proud of myself for alternating my beverages with water. Still, a chocolate martini, like the rhythm, is gonna get you. Especially when there’s four of them. 😉
In the midst of it all, I was so glad that I’ve managed to make water palatable for myself. I didn’t have to struggle to rehydrate yesterday. Water just seemed to be the natural choice, rather than trying to find the right juice or soda that seemed like a viable option.
The only thing really bothering me now is a muscle headache, another side effect t of m fibromyalgia, which, on the whole, had been much better lately, though not perfect. See, I get a knot or four in my shoulder/back muscles and the pain will travel up my neck and into my head, causing a migraine that nauseates me and renders me basically useless. I thought it was the hangover at first, but when water, food, and time didn’t cure it, I knew something was up. And who ever heard of a 48-hour hangover, when you weren’t even that ridiculous in the first place? I was just really hoping that hydration would somehow lubricate my muscles and make them glide more smoothly or something. Today is not shaping up too well, so far.
Here is to the new year and to water and relief! (Raising my water bottle in a toast.)
This will be a quick post since I have a lot of writing and blogging planned for today.
I’m still doing good. My changes seem to have levelled off. I’m happy but not freakishly ecstatic like I’ve been a few times. I’m still motivated. I’ve actually gone the last few days without a nap, though more than energy, it may attributed to the sleeping I’m going since the kids don’t have to go to school.
A new thing I’m noticing, and I may totally be imagining this, but I swear the little lines around my eyes have filled in. My skin is not perfect and smooth like I had hoped, but it seems brighter. It’s just not as dull when I put my makeup on now. I still have those dark circles, but I dunno, I feel like I look better, regardless. I suppose that’s the most imnportant when doing anything that has to do with improving your body/appearance: that YOU think you look better, at least that you FEEL better. It will be interesting what my yoga challenge brings me after these 30 days are up.
As for tonight, Day 24 and New Year’s Eve, it will definitely be an experience. I’ll be hydrated and drinks are free at the party I’m attending, so I won’t be mindfully self-monitoring my $5-a-finger whiskey consumption. It’s actually the first big liquor-involved event I’ll be taking part of since I started my water challenge. Maybe I’ll actually alternate between water and alcoholic beverages like a smart woman is supposed to, and avoid a massive hangover in the process. We shall see!
Happy celebrating to all!
It’s still hard to get a whole gallon. I know people who sit at a desk all day who seem to have no problem, but they also have no other drinking option, and in their corporate settings they don’t have the luxury of snacking whenever they want, so I suspect the water helps them feel full between meals. (#longasssentences) I fill my water bottle and try to keep it by me. My problem seems to be that I get so wrapped up in whatever I’m doing–reading, writing, even cleaning–that I don’t consume anything. Luckily, I’ll never be one of those writers that entirely forgets to do basic things like eat dinner, yet I can still go hours feeling hungry or thirsty without reaching two feet to my left to remedy the situation.
I’ve been drinking more water with dinner. I usually hate that, but I’m getting used to it. Even if I’m drinking something else, I still have my water bottle. I’ve noticed that some of my favorite drinks from Starbucks (I’m even ordering decaf now, so I can count it, signaling both desperation and body-snatching) are much too sweet for me. I’ll order a hot chocolate or chai just to have something that isn’t water only to find myself alternating between sips of that drink and sips of water to cut the sugar overload… I still have no problem with candy, though even that I chase with water rather than my usual coffee or soda.
Speaking of soda, I’m barely drinking it anymore. I can’t count the caffeinated ones so I don’t drink them and I just don’t default to the others like I did a month ago. Sure, I still have a can of Sprite or ginger ale if I feel like it, but I mostly don’t feel like it. I’m finding my indulgences to be wine or a good beer, simply because they don’t count, so they’re like a treat to me. Consequently, the more hydrated I am, it seems, the quicker I feel the alcohol. Weird, but productive in the sense if I’m going for a softer edge at the end of a trying day, it’s accomplished much quicker.
Happy hydrating, all! Le chaim!
Ugh, another bulk post. It seems I’ve been better at drinking water than I have at writing about it (which was most of the impetus for starting this challenge in the first place). Overall, I’ve done well over the holidays. Christmas was rough because I wasn’t feeling well. I was awake for maybe six full hours all of Christmas Day. I basically slept off whatever tropical virus is striking down writers and children everywhere right now.
Seriously, everyone is sick. Even my stepson has pneumonia, though he’s doing much better than last week. It’s actually pretty interesting to me that I haven’t gotten more sick than a few headaches and my deep-sleepy Christmas. I have a lowered immune system due to my various health issues, so I usually catch everything. I even got those nasty flulike symptoms from the flu shot that isn’t really the flu but feels like it and was laid up for almost a week. The fact that I’m doing okay almost makes me question whether or not my fluid intake is helping me be healthier.
I’m holding steady at four pounds lost. Technically a win, but I still don’t fit into the clothes I grew out of. Only sad because there’s a particular skirt I didn’t have occasion to wear until it no longer fit. Next month, I’ll be embarking on another challenge for myself, also geared towards a healthier me: 10 minutes a day of yoga. A nice easy minimum that can easily go overtime and can really only benefit me. Hopefully, that will get me closer to the skirt.
This is something I’ve noticed since starting this challenge, and realizing I’m already in the home stretch. I’m interested in challenging myself. It gives me something to write about, sure, but I also like myself for doing it, even on the days I’m not making my goal. I don’t have all the energy I thought I’d get back nor do I have the perfect complexion I was hoping for, but my skin seem brighter, my moods are so much better, and I actually feel like I know the difference between thirst and hunger.
As I wind down this challenge (9 days left!) and the year, I’m looking forward to the other things I’ll be accomplishing. I know I’ll definitely be drinking more water, even after I no longer “have to.” ;-
If only beer and whiskey and caffeinated coffee counted toward my goal. Working backstage at a concert last night meant I completely forgot my water bottle and I felt too awkward to ask the band if I could sneak one of theirs. I did get a big glass when my friend and I went out afterwards but it was just barely enough. So I missed my gallon goal by 24 oz. yesterday. Y’all. I’m not doing very well, am I? At least I’m trying and that is always what matters most.
I do feel better overall. I’m motivated. Water is even becoming a sort of default. As soon as I wake up, if I have a slight headache, or my mouth is just a bit dry I go for a small glass of water. A quick 8 oz. and I’m on track. It’s a great feeling to know I’m taking care of myself without really trying. That is a huge deal for me. And I’m feeling so good about this challenge because it not forces me to do something so obviously healthy, but something I thought would be too hard to accomplish in real life. In fact, I’m so inspired by it that I’m thinking of making 2015 a year of challenges for myself. Small ones like this one. Little changes to write about. Really, that was the main reason I began this challenge; I was blocked and felt I had nothing to write about. Doing this means I have something to write about every day.
As I continue drinking water like it’s falling from the sky for the next two weeks, I’ll be thinking of what else I can do. I’m thinking next month may be 10 minutes a day of yoga, a small goal, but so healthy.
It’s always hard to maintain anything when you’re not feeling like your best self. Since my doctor’s appointment last week, I haven’t been feeling well–pain, fatigue, overall grossness. Of course, I functioned as I needed to, but I just never got around to typing up my experience because by the time I napped or took a pain pill, I had to function in the real world, not online. It just had to wait. BUT I am back, still in pain, but drinking and blogging away.
Even though I was in pain, and just felt awful for most of last week, I still made sure that I was doing everything I could to keep on going with my challenge. I met my goal or came within 12oz. every day! It’s really a change for me to be in a lot of pain and still be able to maintain an upbeat attitude. I was still joking around, performing, laughing, affectionate; usually I hole up in my bed like an infirm Victorian. I really do attribute my improved mood on the hydration. Even if I’m not having a depressive mood, I still get pretty maudlin and despondent when I’m not feeling well because it’s so frustrating, and quite often. It sucks to not be able to function the way you want to. But lately, I’ve been able to still be happy for the most part, even if I got snarky. (Though I maintain that my snark is still humorous if you get me and my personality.)
I’m still getting pimples and whatnot as my toxins get forced out by all that water. And even if my undereye circles haven’t faded away and the minor wrinkles are still there, I feel prettier. Maybe my complexion is brighter, but I can’t tell. I’ll post “after” photos at the end of my 30 days and y’all can judge for me.
Now for the big news: I am down 4-5 pounds!! (I add the hyphen to account for clothing difference.) That’s huge! Doing nothing else but making sure that my body was getting the fluids it needed, I lost weight. I’m not saying people should suddenly abandon their careful/restrictive eating plans and stop exercising in favor of simply drinking more water. What I’m saying is that I find it amazing that just one change made a crazy difference. So, if you are on a plan, staying hydrated appropriately could help meet your goals. But talk your doc, obviously. I know nothing about health. I eat pizza rolls four times a week as if they were a valid meal option.
On to a holiday week filled with gift wrap and eggnog (and a quite fair amount of water)!
I think that now is a good time to point out that as we try to improve our lives and our health, there will be days when the world says to you, “Nice try.” Yesterday was just pathetic. I was in a lot of pain from a procedure at the doctor’s office, so I pretty much slept all day. I basically consumed about 50 oz. of liquid (hey, at least I got more than half my water).
There will always be times when you know you could have done better, or that you wanted to try harder and you just couldn’t muster the fortitude to do it. That doesn’t mean you’re a failure. It means you try the next day and the next, knowing that at some point it will be second nature to do whatever that thing is. My writing, for example, goes through phases. I’m super-productive for a month, then blocked for another two. I come out of it. When I do have those productive months, I make the most of them by reading, writing reviews, poetry, etc. I don’t waste it. When I end up blocked, I try not to crawl into a hole and wither, I do my best to stay open for the next bout of inspiration to come along. For instance, this challenge was just another way to keep me writing while my poetic muse is on vacation.
So I’m not going to berate myself for messing up. I’m still in pain, anyway. But I am going to keep trying to get to a gallon every day. And if I don’t, then I don’t. After all, this is a CHALLENGE, meaning you can meet it or not. What’s most important is that I’m honest about my results. I do that, if nothing else.
Not feeling well today. Nothing to do with the drinking though. In fact, I DID make my goal yesterday. I cut it really close, but I made it. I even drank an extra 24 oz. of water. Thank god for things like hot chocolate and herbal tea, because I was getting really sick of Sprite and we’re out of juice, when it comes to making it to those last few ounces. Over the weekend, I was even trying to figure out a way to suddenly make coffee count, just because it was easier to drink, but I’ve been sticking to my guns and I’m proud of myself for that. Plain water is even becoming palatable. I’m seeing it as some sort of gross bare necessity. It’s becoming a more valid option, even without a lemon in it, which is usually the only way I can stand it.
I got weighed at the doctor this morning and I have officially lost two pounds. It’s not much. Hell, depending on how much clothes weighed either time I’ve stepped on the scale, I may not have lost anything, but I feel better, so we’re counting those two pounds as a win.
Today, Day 9, I feel yucky so let’s hope I can make it to my goal by the end of the day. I’m only at about 20 oz. so far since I took a long a nap following my appointment. We’ll see how it turns out tomorrow.