week one results
Posted by: theweighingisthehardestpart on: March 30, 2011
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i was so bummed out, i waited a day to post. i know i should not feel so bummed out, and so i am slowly getting over myself. i think.
in short: i was down 1.4 pounds week one. i’ve several theories on this: 1) muscle weighs more than fat, and i think i am beginning to get a little muscle; 2) i shouldn’t actually drink something and not hit the loo before weigh in.
still, i’m down, and i should celebrate that, right? it’s a pound and a half no longer have. and while it isn’t an effortless proposition, i must say that this incarnation of WW is forcing me to eat more fruit. in days of yore, i was never motivated to eat more fruits and vegetables; i just ate what i ate. but now, knowing that fruit is free, i am reaching for an orange, a tangelo, an apple, or even a banana, before i gorge on the 5 pound bag of chocolate chips i bought last week at BJ’s (what the hell was i thinking?) so hopefully, my variety and volume of healthy foods is increasing.
now, i just need to exercise consistently. if i could get certain people under the age of 12 to be healthy consistently, i think i could achieve that.
if you bite it…
Posted by: theweighingisthehardestpart on: March 28, 2011
…you must write it.
how many times i have heard that mantra! and yet, it is the awful, dirty truth. this week, i have been striving to write down EVERYTHING. i’d say i have been 95% faithful (yes, i had a handful of wheat thin triangles the other day; i’ll self-flagellate another day, thank you very much!) i’m amazed to say that i have written down my food for one whole week.
ok, ok. maybe this is not terribly exciting for anyone else, but for me, it’s pretty freaking monumental. somehow, if i have a snack and no one sees it, it didn’t happen. but this week, almost each time, it actually did!
i hope when i step on the scale tomorrow at the meeting, i have reason to do a happy dance. fingers crossed!!!
one step forward, two steps back
Posted by: theweighingisthehardestpart on: March 25, 2011
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the new weight watchers program is actually not so bad. i don’t feel too deprived, and i’m pretty focused. the fact that i can eat fruit and not have to take away points from my tally is actually working for me — and in a great way. now, instead of noshing on whatever is nearby, i look for an apple or banana or orange or SOMETHING fruitlike 
so far, so good.
however, the other day, i also started the couch to 5k program, which is an excellent program for anyone who wants to slowly build up to running some distance. i’ve started this before: once, i injured my foot and had to stop. another time, i injured my ankle and had to stop. and so this time, i was determined to see it through. only, too bad for me: while i felt great on tuesday during my run and even wednesday, yesterday, my knee ached! going up and down stairs is sheer misery. i’ve taken motrin to little avail. i’m thinking i get to visit the orthopedist, who already surgically repaired my PCL and meniscus in my other knee four years ago next month.
i’m a bit frustrated by this development. i know that when i have dieted without exercise, i have gotten nowhere fast. the husband suggests that i’m simply not ready for high impact stuff; and even though i took it slowly on tuesday, i’m still putting a lot of stress on my knees. (i hate it when he’s right, lol.) hopefully, i can scale back and walk a bit. walking doesn’t do a whole lot for me, to be sure, but i guess i need to do whatever i need to do.
hoping this doesn’t stall my efforts. and REALLY hoping i don’t need to go for surgery!!!
the weighing IS the hardest part
Posted by: theweighingisthehardestpart on: March 24, 2011
i’ve been dieting since i was nine years old. really. i thought i was a fatty, and i begged my mom to take me with her to weight watcher’s like program they had in the 1970s, something with slim or nutri or something or other in the title. i didn’t do so hot because SURPRISE! i was nine years old.
i moved on to bigger and better things in my teens. i would restrict myself to something like 700 calories a day. i did calisthenics in the morning before school. i would often make myself run around my neighborhood. i would drink gallons and gallons of water. somedays, i would decide not to eat. and then, there was the summer when i thought i would only eat fruit. too bad i was working as a camp counselor and nearly passed out one day in the heat. think i had some sort of borderline eating disorder? maybe…
in college, i let caution go to the wind, as they say, and i ate and drank and ate and drank. the freshman 15 turned into the senior 25, ultimately. i still wasn’t huge, but i knew i wasn’t exactly little miss hottie. (in fact, little wasn’t really a qualifier for me at that point, though i wasn’t in the oh my G-d it’s coming towards us size category. yet.
i maintained this weight, such as it was, until i, a married lady, entered the working world post-grad school. i would find myself trying to eat the same portions as my husband. i also had moved to an urban area, where new, particularly ethnic restaurants abounded. i started weight watcher’s fat and fiber program in it’s early 1990s incarnation, only to gorge on pasta and beans, which while not inherently bad, made me a person who actually gained weight on WW. i also developed some bad eating habits that i battle to this day thanks to that early program.
fast forward: i’m now a mom to two amazing kids. i battled a serious illness a few years ago which required my being on a medication which made me gain even more weight. (of course, being overweight is a far better thing to be than being dead.) i’m in remission from part of it (yay me!) and part of it i will be fighting for the rest of my life. between those two factors, i now am a lady who needs to lose, in my estimation, about 75 pounds.
and yes, i’m back on the weight watchers train. i’m kind of excited about the points plus program — although i’m afraid that i will develop a new, bad habit — one of eating too much 0 point fruit. then again, i didn’t really get in this pickle because of fruit abuse <VBG>, so i’m hoping to develop new, GOOD habits, ones which will be ingrained in my psyche and which will kick those outdated, evil, unhealthy ones to the proverbial curb.
join me on the journey. i could use a buddy or two.
