I actually was excited to step on the scale this morning. I know that seems a bit crazy, but it's the truth. I just had a good feeling about this week. I've been within my points all week.
Plus, I now have a scale that is actually consistent. I know, a novel concept, expecting one's scale to provide the same reading within a 5 minute time span. So, I went into this weigh in feeling good, but also knowing that the number on the scale may not be exactly right because I've switched scales. As anyone who has ever used scales know, two scales rarely give you the same weight. You can weigh one thing at the doctor's office, a completely diferent number at home, and a completely different one at the gym. And I'm not talking about the gain and loss that natural occurs throughout the day as you eat and drink water; the weight can vary by 10 lbs sometimes!
ANYWAY, when I got on the scale this morning, sans clothes (!), I weighed 344 lbs! That is -6.6 lbs since last week! For a total loss of 11.6 lbs! Go me! I can now say that I am out of the 350s and it feels AMAZING to say that. I hope to never see them again.
I meant to take a picture of the readout this morning so I have a picture to go with my post, but I forgot. Weighing in before work is actually a little tricky for me. My husband is a morning showerer so I get the munchkin up, changed, dressed, and give her her bottle. My husband fixes the bottle before his shower. I then get myself dressed and wait to finish doing my morning routine once Diego is out of the shower (he takes the longest showers ever. I have no idea why it takes such a skinny man such a long time to get clean!). However, I prefer to weigh in nekkid. Clothes add like a pound or two to your weight. Why would I want to artificially inflate my weight like that ;-)
So, on Thursday mornings that puts us a little bit behind schedule. I hate being behind schedule. I get very anxious if we're running late. You would have thought that a two year old would have broken me of that habit, but old habits die hard. Anyway, the moral of the story is, it's a production to weigh myself on Thursday mornings, so that's why I forgot the camera. If I didn't have it upstairs with me, there was no way I was going to remember this morning. Which I didn't. Maybe next weei.
I'm still on a mental high from the big loss, but now I need to focus on keeping myself motivated. I know that it's unlikely that I'll have a big loss again next week; it's a commonly accepted "rule" that in the beginning the weight comes off pretty easily, but as you continue to lose the rate of loss slows down. Alot of people get discouraged by this, especially if they're used to seeing 5 lb losses. But, at some point your body adjusts to the fewer calories and responds accordingly. And, everything I've read says that a slower rate of loss is better for you in the long run.
I just have to keep telling myself that slow and steady wins the race. I just have to focus on today and not worry about what tomorrow or next week will bring. Because if I do the best I can each and every day, I'm bound to see results, even if they are small results.
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Thursday, February 2, 2012
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Week 1: Weigh In
I am having a love/hate relationship with my scale right now. Last night I tested it in the bathroom and it game me the same weight reading each time. This morning, it gave me multiple readings, some that differed by as much as a pound. That is annoying. But, I keep telling myself that as long as the scale isn't going up, that's a good thing.
So, I decided to take the most "middle" weight. Drumroll please.....350.6. 5 lbs gone!
So, I decided to take the most "middle" weight. Drumroll please.....350.6. 5 lbs gone!
And if anyone is interested, here is the chart of my meals this week as well as my good health guidelines and activity level. You'll notice that I was a bad WW member in that I averaged less than my daily allotment of points, which is not recommended. I also was very lax in the water and dairy department. This week, I'm going to commit to eating/drinking more dairy and getting in more water. I think that water may help with the hunger pangs I have when I shouldn't be hungry anymore.
Yes, I have no activity points. Right now, I need to get a handle on my eating, then I can up the activity level. I am taking the stairs between my floor and the floor below, so that is a small step.
They've taken away one point from my daily allotment so now I'm at 53 points. Wheeee!
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
The Beck Diet Solution, Day 1
So, you remember all those books I bought on Amazon. I didn't end up reading any of them last night, but today during lunch I decided I needed to take a break from work. Luckily I still had some of the books on my desk. So, I picked up The Beck Diet Solution and started reading.
This book was a last minute add to my Amazon cart. It was a bargain book, so I only spent like $5 on it. It had gotten good reviews. So, I figured, the worst that happened is that I'd be out $5.
So, I've started to read it and I'm really digging it thus far. Basically, it is written by a therapist who specializes in Cognitive Behavioral Therapy and has experience counseling dieters. She has created a 6 week program to help retrain your mind to think like a thin person. She starts off the book by outlining how a thin person things. Things like thing people don't comfort themselves with food; they find other ways to comfort themselves. That maintaining these eating habits is a life-long undertaking; thin people are always mindful of what and how they're eating. I've heard some of these things before, but they do make sense. One of the many reasons that I am fat is that I do comfort myself with food. I do justify eating too much or the wrong things by saying "I deserve this" or "I've had a bad day", etc.
Let me also say that I am a huge believer in therapy. I have a standing weekly appointment with a therapist whom I've been seeing for probably 6 months or so. It is, quite seriously, the highlight of my week. That is my hour to talk about whatever the hell I want to. I can bitch about my husband. Admit to being a crappy mom. Talk about how my parents screwed me up (and whose parents haven't screwed them up? :-) ). For the last two weeks we've talked about the new house we're trying to buy. Some sessions are more productive than other sessions, but I am happy to pay this woman $20/week to listen to me.
So, the author breaks down this books into six weeks of daily activities. There seems to be lots of checklists and writing activities. Today's assignment is to take an index card and make a list of advantages of losing weight; why you want to lose weight. I have written my list on my index card (actually two index cards). You are supposed to read this card twice a day at specific times that you chose as well as refer to it whenever you need a reminder of why you're doing this so you don't lose view of the big picture.
I love this. I need reminders and having things written on an index card is a portable, private way of doing so.
The second part of the assignment is to commit in writing when you will read the Advantages Card. I need to do that. I think that I will read it just before bed. I'm struggling with the second time during the day to read it. I don't know if I should read it at home or at work. Work is so stressful sometimes and so busy that finding time to read this, even the 5 minutes it will take, is daunting. But, since I spend so much of my day at work, I have a feeling that I'll have to pick a time. Or, I could read it in the morning during our commute when my husband takes my daughter into the babysitter's. That would give me a few free, private minutes, and help me start my day off on the right foot. I like that idea. I'll try it out and adjust as necessary.
We're also supposed to set up a reminder system, both of what our reasons are as well as to actually read the response card. If I don't have a time to read the cards at work, I think that it'll be best to set an alarm on my phone. But, I also like the idea of having an email or appointment or something pop up during the course of my day that reminds me of what my responses are. I think I need to see how to get Outlook to do that. Or, maybe Gmail has a function like that -- Google Calendar perhaps?
So, in summary, I like the plan thus far, but it is just day one. We will see if I work the program.
On a related note, I'll weigh in for WW tomorrow. I have been taking peeks at the scale and I think I'm on the right path. I am nervous but excited about tomorrow. I'm trying not to get caught up in what the number on the scale is. After all, I've been within my points and there is nothing wrong with slow and steady weight loss. But, we all want to lose 5 lbs in a week, don't we?
This book was a last minute add to my Amazon cart. It was a bargain book, so I only spent like $5 on it. It had gotten good reviews. So, I figured, the worst that happened is that I'd be out $5.
So, I've started to read it and I'm really digging it thus far. Basically, it is written by a therapist who specializes in Cognitive Behavioral Therapy and has experience counseling dieters. She has created a 6 week program to help retrain your mind to think like a thin person. She starts off the book by outlining how a thin person things. Things like thing people don't comfort themselves with food; they find other ways to comfort themselves. That maintaining these eating habits is a life-long undertaking; thin people are always mindful of what and how they're eating. I've heard some of these things before, but they do make sense. One of the many reasons that I am fat is that I do comfort myself with food. I do justify eating too much or the wrong things by saying "I deserve this" or "I've had a bad day", etc.
Let me also say that I am a huge believer in therapy. I have a standing weekly appointment with a therapist whom I've been seeing for probably 6 months or so. It is, quite seriously, the highlight of my week. That is my hour to talk about whatever the hell I want to. I can bitch about my husband. Admit to being a crappy mom. Talk about how my parents screwed me up (and whose parents haven't screwed them up? :-) ). For the last two weeks we've talked about the new house we're trying to buy. Some sessions are more productive than other sessions, but I am happy to pay this woman $20/week to listen to me.
So, the author breaks down this books into six weeks of daily activities. There seems to be lots of checklists and writing activities. Today's assignment is to take an index card and make a list of advantages of losing weight; why you want to lose weight. I have written my list on my index card (actually two index cards). You are supposed to read this card twice a day at specific times that you chose as well as refer to it whenever you need a reminder of why you're doing this so you don't lose view of the big picture.
I love this. I need reminders and having things written on an index card is a portable, private way of doing so.
The second part of the assignment is to commit in writing when you will read the Advantages Card. I need to do that. I think that I will read it just before bed. I'm struggling with the second time during the day to read it. I don't know if I should read it at home or at work. Work is so stressful sometimes and so busy that finding time to read this, even the 5 minutes it will take, is daunting. But, since I spend so much of my day at work, I have a feeling that I'll have to pick a time. Or, I could read it in the morning during our commute when my husband takes my daughter into the babysitter's. That would give me a few free, private minutes, and help me start my day off on the right foot. I like that idea. I'll try it out and adjust as necessary.
We're also supposed to set up a reminder system, both of what our reasons are as well as to actually read the response card. If I don't have a time to read the cards at work, I think that it'll be best to set an alarm on my phone. But, I also like the idea of having an email or appointment or something pop up during the course of my day that reminds me of what my responses are. I think I need to see how to get Outlook to do that. Or, maybe Gmail has a function like that -- Google Calendar perhaps?
So, in summary, I like the plan thus far, but it is just day one. We will see if I work the program.
On a related note, I'll weigh in for WW tomorrow. I have been taking peeks at the scale and I think I'm on the right path. I am nervous but excited about tomorrow. I'm trying not to get caught up in what the number on the scale is. After all, I've been within my points and there is nothing wrong with slow and steady weight loss. But, we all want to lose 5 lbs in a week, don't we?
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Non-Scale Victory
In the parlance of Weight Watchers (WW) there are these things called non-scale victories, or NSVs. An NSV is any weight-loss related accomplishment that isn't losing weight. It could be losing inches or a pants size. It could be running for the first time, or finishing your first 5k. It could be telling some annoying person to STFU before you sit on them :-) And many times, NSVs revolve around the food we don't eat, eat in moderation, or eat something else instead of.
I had two NSVs today.
The first was in my office. We're investigating a new coffee vendor -- similar to Kcups, but different. So, they brought in all kinds of samples for the staff to try. And, they brought in something like six dozen Dunkin' Doughnuts. They brought in glazed Dunkin' Doughnuts, which happen to be my most favorite kind of doughnut. Well, other than the mini white powdered ones. I avoided the coffee test tasting because I didn't want to place myself in temptation's way. However, when I went down to get my lunch time diet coke, the doughnuts were still there, calling my name! I looked at them adoringly, but, I didn't take one! I got my diet coke and walked the flight of stairs up to my floor.
Phew.
So, that was NSV #1 today. Sarah: 1; Doughnuts: 0.
The second happened this evening at home. My husband and I got into, shall we say, a bit of a heated discussion. I was mad and frustrated and wanted to cry. And all I could think of was "a number 3 at McDonald's will make me feel all better. I'll go out and get one. And then I'll feel better." Seriously, that's what ran through my head for like 20 minutes. I ended up going out to the pharmacy to pick up a few things. The McDonald's is on the way home. But, as I pulled out CVS's parking lot I told myself "I don't want McDonald's". And you know what? I didn't any longer. I wasn't going to let McDonald's be my drug of choice. It all ties into my favorite weight loss quote: face your stuff; don't stuff your face. I didn't stuff my face!
So, that was NSV #2. Sarah: 1; McDonald's: 0.
To someone who isn't an emotional eater or isn't tempted by fried sweet goodness, you'll think I'm an idiot. But, if you are an emotional eater like me, you'll relate. If you're one of those people who eat something just because it's there and free, you'll relate. If you've ever struggled with making the harder, but better, choice about what you put in your body, you'll relate.
I'm proud of my NSVs today. It gives me hope.
I had two NSVs today.
The first was in my office. We're investigating a new coffee vendor -- similar to Kcups, but different. So, they brought in all kinds of samples for the staff to try. And, they brought in something like six dozen Dunkin' Doughnuts. They brought in glazed Dunkin' Doughnuts, which happen to be my most favorite kind of doughnut. Well, other than the mini white powdered ones. I avoided the coffee test tasting because I didn't want to place myself in temptation's way. However, when I went down to get my lunch time diet coke, the doughnuts were still there, calling my name! I looked at them adoringly, but, I didn't take one! I got my diet coke and walked the flight of stairs up to my floor.
Phew.
So, that was NSV #1 today. Sarah: 1; Doughnuts: 0.
The second happened this evening at home. My husband and I got into, shall we say, a bit of a heated discussion. I was mad and frustrated and wanted to cry. And all I could think of was "a number 3 at McDonald's will make me feel all better. I'll go out and get one. And then I'll feel better." Seriously, that's what ran through my head for like 20 minutes. I ended up going out to the pharmacy to pick up a few things. The McDonald's is on the way home. But, as I pulled out CVS's parking lot I told myself "I don't want McDonald's". And you know what? I didn't any longer. I wasn't going to let McDonald's be my drug of choice. It all ties into my favorite weight loss quote: face your stuff; don't stuff your face. I didn't stuff my face!
So, that was NSV #2. Sarah: 1; McDonald's: 0.
To someone who isn't an emotional eater or isn't tempted by fried sweet goodness, you'll think I'm an idiot. But, if you are an emotional eater like me, you'll relate. If you're one of those people who eat something just because it's there and free, you'll relate. If you've ever struggled with making the harder, but better, choice about what you put in your body, you'll relate.
I'm proud of my NSVs today. It gives me hope.
Sunday, January 22, 2012
I love grocery shopping
I love shopping of any kind, including grocery shopping. What is weird though, is that my husband usually does the shopping since I had the baby. It was just easier for me to stay home with her while he went. Although I love the actual activity of shopping, I hate parking, and dealing with crowds and he is much better at dealing with those things. However, having him do the shopping has caused funny and annoying situations in the past -- like the time I asked for whipping cream for corn pudding for Thanksgiving and he came home a can of whipped cream. Oh well, I still love the guy. He didn't know that whipping cream existed, and why should he?
Anyway, I've gone shopping the last two weeks to stock up on my "diet" food. It's easier for both of us -- he doesn't have to worry if he's getting me the right item and I can impulsively pick up items that I see that look good. And I don't have to justify why I need steel cut oats AND regular oatmeal.
I just got back from Giant with a $97 food bill. What's sad is that doesn't include the shopping my husband did earlier in the day at the Latino Supermarket where we get most of our meat, fruits, and vegetables. The produce is usually better and cheaper than at Safeway or Giant and the meat is totally cheaper. But, they don't sell things like cottage cheese or string cheese.
I'm not fat because I dislike fruit or veggies. I'm fat because I love fatty food, I worship at the altar of carbs, my portions are way too large, and I don't exercise. But I was thrilled to load up my cart today with yummy goodness. I try to avoid too many processed foods when I do Weight Watchers. I've realized that snack bars and crackers don't do much for me. But, I was thrilled to find Libby's Splenda-sweetened canned crushed pineapple. That's 0 pts for 1/2 a cup as opposed to 2 pts for the same serving size of pineapple chunks in juice. Now I can have all the cottage cheese and pineapple that I want!
Did you know that Frank's Buffalo wing sauce is fat free and calorie free? I know! Get the hell outta here! I forgot half the ingredients for this recipe http://mybizzykitchen.com/2010/02/06/best-buffalo-chicken-chili/, but I think I have enough things in the house that I can do substitutions. Of course, my husband just informed me that he doesn't like buffalo chicken, but that's okay with me!
And, I bought the ingredients for this recipe as well: http://blueberrygirlinoz.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-sugar-oat-drops.html. I'm going to try using applesauce instead of the veggie oil and adding in some blueberries instead of the rasins.
Both recipes sound super yummy and they're WW friendly!
Anyway, I've gone shopping the last two weeks to stock up on my "diet" food. It's easier for both of us -- he doesn't have to worry if he's getting me the right item and I can impulsively pick up items that I see that look good. And I don't have to justify why I need steel cut oats AND regular oatmeal.
I just got back from Giant with a $97 food bill. What's sad is that doesn't include the shopping my husband did earlier in the day at the Latino Supermarket where we get most of our meat, fruits, and vegetables. The produce is usually better and cheaper than at Safeway or Giant and the meat is totally cheaper. But, they don't sell things like cottage cheese or string cheese.
I'm not fat because I dislike fruit or veggies. I'm fat because I love fatty food, I worship at the altar of carbs, my portions are way too large, and I don't exercise. But I was thrilled to load up my cart today with yummy goodness. I try to avoid too many processed foods when I do Weight Watchers. I've realized that snack bars and crackers don't do much for me. But, I was thrilled to find Libby's Splenda-sweetened canned crushed pineapple. That's 0 pts for 1/2 a cup as opposed to 2 pts for the same serving size of pineapple chunks in juice. Now I can have all the cottage cheese and pineapple that I want!
Did you know that Frank's Buffalo wing sauce is fat free and calorie free? I know! Get the hell outta here! I forgot half the ingredients for this recipe http://mybizzykitchen.com/2010/02/06/best-buffalo-chicken-chili/, but I think I have enough things in the house that I can do substitutions. Of course, my husband just informed me that he doesn't like buffalo chicken, but that's okay with me!
And, I bought the ingredients for this recipe as well: http://blueberrygirlinoz.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-sugar-oat-drops.html. I'm going to try using applesauce instead of the veggie oil and adding in some blueberries instead of the rasins.
Both recipes sound super yummy and they're WW friendly!
Friday, January 20, 2012
My new favorite weight loss quote
Someone on the Weight Watchers message board had this quote in their signature: Face your stuff, don't stuff your face.
Love it. For someone who is an emotional eater, this fits me to a "t".
Love it. For someone who is an emotional eater, this fits me to a "t".
Why, oh, why?
I've been thinking about why I want to lose weight. Some of you may think "well, duh, you want to lose weight so you're not a fat ass any more". And yes, that is part of it, but honestly, it's a very small part of it.
I've always been fat. I can't remember a time that I haven't been fat. And I made my peace with my size many years ago. Sure, I had delusions of being a skinny-minny, but I also thought that I was still a pretty good looking gal even if I was plus sized. I never really blamed my weight for my problems and in fact, by many standards, I'm doing pretty well. I'm married, have an amazing two-year old daughter, a job that I mostly enjoy and am mostly good at, the respect of my coworkers, etc. My weight did not prevent me from doing any of these things. In most areas of my life, I never felt that my weight was holding me back.
But, over the course of the last couple of years, things have changed for me. For the first time in a long time, I feel unattractive. I can tell that the weight is starting to take a real toll on my body and my health. I'm on medication for high blood pressure. My back starts to ache when I stand or walk too long, and sadly, "too long" isn't really that long at all. I am completely out of breath when I go from the basement to the second level of the house. Like my-husband-thinks-I'm-going-to-pass-out-on-him-right-then-and-there out of breath. My shoulders hurt, my feet hurt, my knees hurt. My feet swell and look like gross little water balloons.
And, sometimes, especially over the last two weeks, I start to feel out of breath randomly, and have an uncomfortable feeling in my chest. And I'm terrified that my days are numbered.
Or worse, that I'll stroke out, survive but never be the same, and will be a burden to my family.
I can't face that. I just can't. My daughter deserves a real mom who will be there for her for years to come. And although sometimes I want to stab my husband with a plastic fork, I do love him, and he deserves a healthy wife as well.
So, for the sake of myself and my family, I really must stay on this path this time.
Lest you think that I am morbid all the time, there are other, fluffier reasons that I'd love to lose this weight. My doctor's office scale only goes up to 350 lbs. I already have to use the "big girl" scale instead of the normal people scale, so I don't know what I'll do if I go in for my physical in March and they can't take my weight because I exceed the weight limit.
I'd like to see my collarbone again; it's a pretty nice collarbone. I also think that I have a chin and some cheekbones around here somewhere. I'd like to be able to carry my daughter more comfortably and to play with her more actively. I'd like to be a better health role model for her. I'd like to learn to swim, but I can't and won't until I'm not embarassed to be seen in a bathing suit. I'd like to not be worried about seating in restaurants -- when you're very large you are very particular about where you sit and if you'll be able to fit in the booth, or be able to have your chair back far enough to acommodate you but not bump up against the person behind you. And it would be nice to not dread flying so much. I hate it at this size because I'm uncomfortable in the seat and I'm probably making the person next to me uncomforatable. When I was traveling a lot for work, I was terrifed to have my flight changed becaue it meant I might end up in a middle seat, which is the worst possible place for a fat person on a plane.
So yes, I'd like to no longer be a fat ass, but there are so many other reason, too.
I've always been fat. I can't remember a time that I haven't been fat. And I made my peace with my size many years ago. Sure, I had delusions of being a skinny-minny, but I also thought that I was still a pretty good looking gal even if I was plus sized. I never really blamed my weight for my problems and in fact, by many standards, I'm doing pretty well. I'm married, have an amazing two-year old daughter, a job that I mostly enjoy and am mostly good at, the respect of my coworkers, etc. My weight did not prevent me from doing any of these things. In most areas of my life, I never felt that my weight was holding me back.
But, over the course of the last couple of years, things have changed for me. For the first time in a long time, I feel unattractive. I can tell that the weight is starting to take a real toll on my body and my health. I'm on medication for high blood pressure. My back starts to ache when I stand or walk too long, and sadly, "too long" isn't really that long at all. I am completely out of breath when I go from the basement to the second level of the house. Like my-husband-thinks-I'm-going-to-pass-out-on-him-right-then-and-there out of breath. My shoulders hurt, my feet hurt, my knees hurt. My feet swell and look like gross little water balloons.
And, sometimes, especially over the last two weeks, I start to feel out of breath randomly, and have an uncomfortable feeling in my chest. And I'm terrified that my days are numbered.
Or worse, that I'll stroke out, survive but never be the same, and will be a burden to my family.
I can't face that. I just can't. My daughter deserves a real mom who will be there for her for years to come. And although sometimes I want to stab my husband with a plastic fork, I do love him, and he deserves a healthy wife as well.
So, for the sake of myself and my family, I really must stay on this path this time.
Lest you think that I am morbid all the time, there are other, fluffier reasons that I'd love to lose this weight. My doctor's office scale only goes up to 350 lbs. I already have to use the "big girl" scale instead of the normal people scale, so I don't know what I'll do if I go in for my physical in March and they can't take my weight because I exceed the weight limit.
I'd like to see my collarbone again; it's a pretty nice collarbone. I also think that I have a chin and some cheekbones around here somewhere. I'd like to be able to carry my daughter more comfortably and to play with her more actively. I'd like to be a better health role model for her. I'd like to learn to swim, but I can't and won't until I'm not embarassed to be seen in a bathing suit. I'd like to not be worried about seating in restaurants -- when you're very large you are very particular about where you sit and if you'll be able to fit in the booth, or be able to have your chair back far enough to acommodate you but not bump up against the person behind you. And it would be nice to not dread flying so much. I hate it at this size because I'm uncomfortable in the seat and I'm probably making the person next to me uncomforatable. When I was traveling a lot for work, I was terrifed to have my flight changed becaue it meant I might end up in a middle seat, which is the worst possible place for a fat person on a plane.
So yes, I'd like to no longer be a fat ass, but there are so many other reason, too.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Beginning Again....Again
New Year, New You -- right? I'm not sure what it is about the beginning of a new year that causes everyone to make grandiose promises to themselves about their weight, finances, career or otherwise. But, every year I do it, even as I know that the chances of me hitting those goals are probably fairly low. As they say, insanity is repeating the same actions over and over and expecting different results.
Maybe I'm insane. I have joined Weight Watchers, oh, 4 or 5 times over the last decade or so. I've also "done" South Beach. And I've had some success in the past, but I always fall off the wagon and then watch it roll off into the sunset without me.
In any case, I'm on the weight loss bandwagon again. I've gone through my usual weight loss resolution check list:
1. Join Weight Watchers online -- check
2. Spend a lot of money on healthy food -- check
3. Track intake of said healthy food via aforementioned Weight Watchers -- check
I've also managed to buy myself a new scale, thinking that my old scale couldn't be accurate. I weighed myself on both this morning and they differed by about 4lbs. Now I have to decide which is more accurate. Since I don't want to get my hopes up, I've decided to go with the one that gave me the higher weight, just to be on the safe (but slightly more depressing) side.
So, although I've been tracking for about half of a week, I'm considering today my starting point. And my starting weight is....drumroll please...355.6 lbs. Yes, I am two average sized people big. I think it's safe to say this is probably the biggest I've ever been. I look back fondly on those days when I was "just" 309 lbs. I think at one point I had even gotten down to around 288. But, there's no use in crying over spilled milk, right? It is what it is, and you just have to move onward and upward. Well, downward, really, but you know what I mean.
Maybe I'm insane. I have joined Weight Watchers, oh, 4 or 5 times over the last decade or so. I've also "done" South Beach. And I've had some success in the past, but I always fall off the wagon and then watch it roll off into the sunset without me.
In any case, I'm on the weight loss bandwagon again. I've gone through my usual weight loss resolution check list:
1. Join Weight Watchers online -- check
2. Spend a lot of money on healthy food -- check
3. Track intake of said healthy food via aforementioned Weight Watchers -- check
I've also managed to buy myself a new scale, thinking that my old scale couldn't be accurate. I weighed myself on both this morning and they differed by about 4lbs. Now I have to decide which is more accurate. Since I don't want to get my hopes up, I've decided to go with the one that gave me the higher weight, just to be on the safe (but slightly more depressing) side.
So, although I've been tracking for about half of a week, I'm considering today my starting point. And my starting weight is....drumroll please...355.6 lbs. Yes, I am two average sized people big. I think it's safe to say this is probably the biggest I've ever been. I look back fondly on those days when I was "just" 309 lbs. I think at one point I had even gotten down to around 288. But, there's no use in crying over spilled milk, right? It is what it is, and you just have to move onward and upward. Well, downward, really, but you know what I mean.
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