Down 1lb (23lbs total)
I am happy. This is the best 1lb loss ever. After last week's gain I immediately went out and jumped, not fell, off the wagon. Saturday night, at my book club, I had 3 or 4 delicious Bourbon Chocolate Martinis and proceeded to eat all of the groovy 60s retro food like pinwheel sandwiches, mini sausage rolls, yum yum pickles, and devilled eggs. Carnage. I then got up the next morning and started two days at Dunsmuir Lodge with its fabulous buffets - have you ever seen an entire cart full of tiny perfect deserts?
Thankfully sanity returned on Tuesday when I got back to work and my daily eating routine. Its boring, but it works; it's balanced and relatively healthy. I am learning to return to it after every leap and I congratulate myself for doing that and managing that 1lb loss.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Week 10 Results and Lessons Learned...
Up .4lb (22lb total)
Well the week arrived where the scales didn't go down. I tracked my food and I went into the weigh-in with 30 weekly points uneaten but the scales weren't giving me what I wanted. It hurts; it feels like failure. And, even though I know that my ovaries are hurting, and my ankle's a little swollen and my ring is tight, I am having a hard time thinking that it's water weight.
So, now the hard mental work begins. I must keep thinking positively, telling myself this is not a diet but a healthy lifestyle in which I get to eat what I love in moderation. As our leader said last week sometimes the scales are not the best judge of success. I have to celebrate the fact that I can take off my new jeans without undoing the zipper.
Well the week arrived where the scales didn't go down. I tracked my food and I went into the weigh-in with 30 weekly points uneaten but the scales weren't giving me what I wanted. It hurts; it feels like failure. And, even though I know that my ovaries are hurting, and my ankle's a little swollen and my ring is tight, I am having a hard time thinking that it's water weight.
So, now the hard mental work begins. I must keep thinking positively, telling myself this is not a diet but a healthy lifestyle in which I get to eat what I love in moderation. As our leader said last week sometimes the scales are not the best judge of success. I have to celebrate the fact that I can take off my new jeans without undoing the zipper.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Week 9 Results and Lessons Learned...
Down 2.4lbs (22.4lbs total)
I got my gold star, and I was proud of it! For the first time in my life I got back on the plan after falling off. The pizza didn't do me in; I didn't throw my hands in the air and say "well, you've already blown it so you might as well give in to that craving".
I now officially love Weight Watchers and myself for being faithful to each other. They said if I went to meetings and tracked my points I would lose weight, and they were right. They said there would be bumps in the road but that I should go to meetings and weigh-in anyway and track all of the points even the bad ones, and they were right. Halllelujah!
I am feeling hopeful. Fifty pounds is almost half gone; I can see the crest of the hill and I know what it takes to get there. I may actually have time to go up and over another hill before 50 strikes and take even more off.
I am looking at clothes again, and shoes, and haircuts. I imagine myself in a pair of Louboutin patent peep-toe pumps, with a pencil skirt and a gorgeous swingy camel hair coat
I got my gold star, and I was proud of it! For the first time in my life I got back on the plan after falling off. The pizza didn't do me in; I didn't throw my hands in the air and say "well, you've already blown it so you might as well give in to that craving".
I now officially love Weight Watchers and myself for being faithful to each other. They said if I went to meetings and tracked my points I would lose weight, and they were right. They said there would be bumps in the road but that I should go to meetings and weigh-in anyway and track all of the points even the bad ones, and they were right. Halllelujah!
I am feeling hopeful. Fifty pounds is almost half gone; I can see the crest of the hill and I know what it takes to get there. I may actually have time to go up and over another hill before 50 strikes and take even more off.
I am looking at clothes again, and shoes, and haircuts. I imagine myself in a pair of Louboutin patent peep-toe pumps, with a pencil skirt and a gorgeous swingy camel hair coat
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Week 8 results and lessons learned...
Down .4lbs (19.8 lbs total)
Our leader at tonight's meeting made me get off the scale and go pee - she really wanted me to have that next gold star! I did pee, and I took my dangly earrings off too, but no go.
This is actually a good thing as I should not be rewarded this week. Last weekend I ordered a small Panago classic on multi-grain with Pineapple and a chipotle dip and ate the whole thing. I also went our for dinner at Dunsmuir Lodge with Debbie and had duck confit (you do not want to know the points in that), then a squash souffle, followed by a fabulous steak with red wine demi glace, potatoes mashed with their skins after they'd been roasted (divine) and a little chocolate taster to wrap it up.
Did I mention that I love food? I loved the pizza even more than the dinner, and the dinner was great. I did, however, faithfully record my points and I went into the weigh-in with a negative 46.5 weekly point balance. I think the only thing that saved me was the hip-hop class I took Tuesday night and the fact that I got back on track once I went back to work on Monday. Oh, except for the nibbles of all the Halloween treats that made their way into the office. Did you know that those Lindt truffle balls - the ones that are about the size of a big bubble-gum - add up to 5 points for two? I didn't until after I ate them, which meant that I got to eat 2 pieces of fruit for my dinner that night. Now that was a real "lessons learned" moment.
So, to re-cap the last few weeks I have learned
Til next week.
Our leader at tonight's meeting made me get off the scale and go pee - she really wanted me to have that next gold star! I did pee, and I took my dangly earrings off too, but no go.
This is actually a good thing as I should not be rewarded this week. Last weekend I ordered a small Panago classic on multi-grain with Pineapple and a chipotle dip and ate the whole thing. I also went our for dinner at Dunsmuir Lodge with Debbie and had duck confit (you do not want to know the points in that), then a squash souffle, followed by a fabulous steak with red wine demi glace, potatoes mashed with their skins after they'd been roasted (divine) and a little chocolate taster to wrap it up.
Did I mention that I love food? I loved the pizza even more than the dinner, and the dinner was great. I did, however, faithfully record my points and I went into the weigh-in with a negative 46.5 weekly point balance. I think the only thing that saved me was the hip-hop class I took Tuesday night and the fact that I got back on track once I went back to work on Monday. Oh, except for the nibbles of all the Halloween treats that made their way into the office. Did you know that those Lindt truffle balls - the ones that are about the size of a big bubble-gum - add up to 5 points for two? I didn't until after I ate them, which meant that I got to eat 2 pieces of fruit for my dinner that night. Now that was a real "lessons learned" moment.
So, to re-cap the last few weeks I have learned
- that my body really wants to lose weight and I just have to get out of its way
- that no matter how much I think I have outsmarted the 6 week backsliding event it sneaks up on me
- that tracking points is the secret weapon in this battle
Til next week.
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