I think I can, I think I can, I think I can
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.