Tuesday, November 05, 2013
Just like the Little Engine that Could, I keep chugging up that weight loss mountain. This week I'm down 2.2 pounds. With every pound I lose, I become more confident and I believe that I am making real changes to better my life.
I wasn't perfect this past week. That Halloween candy and the snacks I bought for my husband's lunches got to me. I binged on Cheetos and peanut butter cups one afternoon this week. Yet, I still lost.
I think I was successful despite my weaknesses because I'm still working out hard and when I wasn't binging, I was tracking my food and making smart choices. This weight loss is a marathon, not a sprint, and I need to be prepared for the long haul. That means ordering pizza every so often and giving in to a craving now and then so I don't completely derail myself. It means eating a healthy salad for lunch so I can eat chicken pot pie for dinner. It also means pushing myself a little harder at the gym to boost my metabolism and keep that weight loss going.
When I first started Weight Watchers I was such a perfectionist. I counted every morsel that I put in my mouth and I was meticulous about everything. Having just completed my eighth week, I've relaxed a bit and I'm allowing myself some leeway. I think this may be the difference between this time and all my previous weight loss attempts. I've let go of perfection and am relying on the averages. Even if I'm bad once in awhile, as long as I am good overall, the scale shows a loss. I am no longer setting myself up to fail trying to reach impossible standards.
I am down 11.8 pounds in eight weeks. I'm proud of that accomplishment. Next week I'll pass the 12 pound mark which is my 5% target. I can live with these results.
Thursday, October 31, 2013
My feathers got ruffled this week when I read about the radio station to which a woman contacted to declare she was handing out a letter to obese children for trick or treat rather than candy.
This call was likely a prank and not a real one, but it brings to mind one of my biggest and most frustrating pet peeves. For some reason, many skinny people think it is okay to offer unsolicited weight loss advice. Throughout my adult life, well intentioned "friends" have told me I need to exercise more, try weight loss methods or just generally point out that I'm heftier than I used to be. These same people have never been overweight a day in their life and have no idea what it is like to struggle with food.
I have news for these people. First of all, I do look in the mirror and I do see the weight that hides my face and bulges out of my clothes. I am well aware that I am obese and I am preoccupied with this fact every day of my existence.
Second, I have read about nearly every weight loss method imaginable and tried many of them. Your well meaning advice falls on deaf ears because you can't even relate to what you are talking about.
Finally, you happen to be completely unaware that my polycystic ovarian syndrome and the two different medications I take to manage my depression as well as my depression itself contribute to both my weight gain and the difficulty I have losing weight. They aren't excuses, but they are obstacles so perhaps simply eating less and exercise more isn't as obvious and easy as you make it out to be.
Yes obesity is a problem in America and education and awareness are important. But it needs to stop being okay to judge overweight people. You simply don't know the story behind every person's struggle.
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Today's Weight Watcher topic was about change but I think I really owe credit to my routines. I was down another half pound this week. It's not a lot, but I have been down at least that much every week since I joined WW a month ago and I'm down a total of over 8 pounds.
I have not been perfect. In fact, I have binged on pizza, potato chips, chocolate and numerous other evils. I think I lost despite those weaknesses for several reasons:
* When I "cheated" I still counted the points and kept track of what I ate, even if it was tough to admit I actually ate that much.
* I didn't let a binge become an excuse to stop trying. A mid-afternoon binge session didn't mean I ate whatever I wanted for dinner.
* I'm working out three to four times a week. I don't just go through the motions either. I do at least 30 minutes of cardio followed by 20 minutes of strength training and 100 crunches. If I'm going to go to the effort of going to the gym, I'm going to get my money's worth.
I'm not going to let myself give up. I have a vision of this skinny girl that I used to be and I want to meet her again. That vision is going to keep me coming back, even when I stumble. I feel really good and I want to feel even better. Every week that I weigh-in and lose, I feel a little better about myself. I know there will come a week where I may plateau or *gasp* even gain, but that hasn't happened yet. I'll be sobbing into my blog when it does.
Look out Skinny Tammy, here I come!
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