Today marks my four weeks on program. This week, I lost 3.6 pounds. For the month, I’m down 14.2. Pretty damn spiffy!
I spent a good part of today confronting my past. More on that tomorrow.
Weigh-In Day…and a word to my supporters :) April 3, 2010
Literally and figuratively.
Weighing in on this past week:
It was a rough road, I’m not going to lie. My previous post says it all – not going to relive it except to say that, yes, it was a wake-up call. Having that kind of experience during a PMS week? Well that was just cruel – thanks for nothing, Universe. The upheaval in my regular routine plus the drama and – a bit of a fade in my recent WW enthusiasm (has the honeymoon already ended?) led me to snarf a bit more than past couple of weeks. What’s good about all of this is that it wasn’t a mindless binge – I was aware of what was going on. Not that I did much to curtail it (although I did do some), but I think that knowing the “why’s” of my actions will serve me well.
Weighing in on the scale:
Dun-dun-dun…
I lost another two pounds. Yay! That brings me to 352.4, or down 10.6 pounds in three weeks. I’m more than half-way to my first 5% goal. I hope that I can keep close to this weekly average of 2lbs a week for the next couple of weeks. That would get me to where I was at the same point last year. That would be nice. Now it’s up to me to make that happen.
Weighing in on this blog and those who read it:
Thank you for being here. Thank you for taking the time to read what I write and leave me notes. Thank you for rooting me on. I have tried and failed so many times – consistency has been my nemesis. You help keep me moving forward, and I appreciate it so very much. Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!!!
Weight Watchers Day #14 – Can I Get a Woot?! March 27, 2010
WOOT!
Despite a week filled with sniffles and snot (thank you Spring cold), I lost another 2.6 pounds at today’s weigh-in, giving me -8.6 in my first two weeks on the program. Not too shabby, eh?
It’s been an interesting two weeks. I can’t say that I’ve felt deprived, save one momentary craving for a chocolate malt (with whipped cream and cherry, natch) when I had a sore throat, and a few salivating moments when the delicious aroma of a coworker’s burger and fries wafted my way (although, it was the work cafeteria and their specialty is more smell than actual taste, so I got the good end of the deal here).
Today is a “date night” and I’ve already calculated what I’m going to have. Is it what I most want? No. But what I selected will still be delicious and points friendly (that’s subjective – it’s high, but not nearly the damage I *could* do). I will be in my points for the day. I’m still nervous about “splurges” and special occasions – I know that allowing myself to indulge fully is a slippery slope and I want to keep the wheels on the rail a bit longer. I know those special days and splurges will come soon enough but right now I’m trying to stick to the letter of the law.
She Had Me at “It Rains Beer At My House”… March 20, 2010
… and I knew I found my new Weight Watchers leader. What’s not to love about someone who celebrates booze? Snort.
Okay, it was a bit more than that, but you get the gist. My magical mystery tour of weight watcher meetings and leaders is over, and I think I’ve found my home. An intricate balance of not-too-small, not-too-large meeting group (apparently I am Goldilocks), some people who look like me size-wise, and a leader I feel I can bond with.
Plus she broke the rules and let me weigh in a day early, technically 2x in a week, so I wouldn’t have to wait two weeks for an “official” weigh in (because I would have lost my mind).
I LOST 6 POUNDS!!!!!!
She told me what other people told me – eat my damn points and shut up. Well, she said it a bit nicer than that. And -dude!- I just realized that by losing 6 pounds, I’ve now lost 1 point off my daily points allowance. Well, okay then, that probably makes it a bit easier to meet that target!!
Back. March 14, 2010
I fell of the face of the earth for a while.
But I’m back to ride this out through the finish.
I joined Weight Watchers today. Weighed in at 363. Gulp.
There, I said it.
Here’s to a new adventure…
Weigh-In Day November 1, 2009
Day 14 of healthy eating and I’m doing okay. I’ve been slightly over my caloric limit the past two days, but each were conscious decisions and I don’t regret them. It’s all part of finding a lifestyle that meets my needs and occasional splurges are included. The streak lives!
(And just so you know, I’d be the first one to call a fuck-up a fuck-up, so trust me when I say I’m good.)
Okay, here are the numbers:
Last week: 349.8
This week: 345.8 (-4.0)
Total since re-start: -7.6
Total overall: -24.2
Woot! I lost 4 POUNDS just by making good food choices.
The Operation Scale Nazi compilation will be kept here on a new page – I will update each day and start to report on trends.
Being “Good”…Weighing in Literally and Figuratively October 25, 2009
So, it’s been a good week. I’m working on Day 7 of “good” eating. Good = within calorie guidelines. I’m thinking I may need to redefine for myself what “good” means or even if I should use “good” as a descriptor. Because “good” immediately invokes “bad” as an alternative and I’m not sure it’s healthy to think of food – or entire days – in those terms. It’s something I’ll work on.
Like today. I went out to a restaurant for lunch with my mom. A lovely place with limited “healthy” options. I chose the most calorie-friendly dish on the menu but I have no way to truly calibrate the calories. I figure that even eating moderately the rest of the day (I didn’t eat breakfast and I’ve already mapped out dinner), I’m likely over my caloric limit. So…does that mean today wasn’t a “good” day? I don’t think it does. At least, I don’t want to think that.
On a tangential note – and possibly TMI – I’ve been having great poops all week. 
Dr. Oz would be proud. Eerily coincidental for my liking, the first time in a week that I’ve experienced some “issues” in that regard? About an hour after my restaurant meal. 
So that’s food for thought…literally. Just confirms for me that you just never know what’s going into your food when you’re not in control. Sigh.
Back to weighing in, I got on the scale today even though I told myself that I’d wait. I was curious to see how “things” were going, and I had a nice -3.6 pound loss. It’s been a while since I’ve seen the scale go down. On the one hand, I wish I would have waited until next week – both from a discipline perspective and also to see a (hopefully) bigger loss next week. And had it not gone down at all, well, that would have messed with my head a bit. On the other hand, I’m glad to see that the needle moved some. It’s a little extra push to do right by myself next week.
And you know, maybe *that’s* what “good” should mean. Doing right by myself. Being proud of my choices whether or not they come in under a certain number. Being proud for making decisions that I don’t regret.
4 Days In: Cautiously Optimistic October 22, 2009
For the first time in a very long time, I’m having a good food week. And for the first time in a very long time, I’m proud of myself. I’ve had 4 consecutive good food days.
I use Calorie King to track my calories and nutrients. My calorie goal is set at 1800. Per my BMR, this would be about a 500 calorie daily deficit – or enough to lose 1 pound a week just by diet. In the four days, I’ve averaged about 1520 calories, or a 730 calorie daily deficit.
(Oh…brief tangent…I’ve also decided that I’m not getting on a scale until November 1. I wanted to take some time to get into a groove and lose weight before I face that thing. Back to food…)
I won’t lie, I’ve been hungrier for sure. But I guess it’s a good kind of hungry. Not *SO* bad where I’m just giving up and eating what I can find, but enough so that it’s in my thoughts. Which is annoying. I hate the food obsession. I want to just be.
I’ve learned a couple of foodie things, though:
- honeycrisp apples are delicious
- one tablespoon of peanut butter is really a decent amount of peanut butter
- ditto for grated parmesan
- a slice of Ezekiel bread? kills hunger pains. probably because it takes me a month to chew it
Tomorrow will be an interesting food day. We make pizza every Friday night. And we drink wine. And it’s awesome. I’ll need to rejigger my morning and afternoon to accommodate for the awesomeness.
I’m a little concerned about the wine. I’ve only had 5 ounces of wine in the past four days. That’s great for me. And I’ll tell you – saying that out loud is a little embarrassing. We’re drinkers. I drink more than I should. I’m not going so far to say that I have a problem with alcohol, but I do have a problem with indulgence. The “why can’t I have X, I deserve it” philosophy is pretty much my motto when it comes to this kind of stuff. I thought long and hard about having a glass of wine tonight – because I had the calories available. Which is another common trap for me. I managed to talk myself into not having any because NOT having those extra calories just gets me closer to my goal.
My inner Fit Girl won that battle – shockingly. I think only because Fat Girl knows the weekend’s coming up. Oy.
Weigh-In Day August 3, 2009
I faced the scale. I wasn’t going to, but I know that ignorance is disaster in my weight world. So here I am. Going forward, I’m going to do weigh-ins via actual posts instead of tucking them away on my Numbers page (although I’m going to keep a history in there).
Today’s lucky number? 342.2
That’s a 2.8 pound loss from the previous week.
My normal inclination would be to explain the result and why it’s higher or lower than expected, but I’m not going to qualify, disclaim, whine, or boast. It is what it is, and today it’s 342.2.
