I missed last week – I got stuck at work late since I was having off the next day. I was secretly glad because I had been bad. Like three pieces of Domino's Pizza and three wings and a regular beer for dinner the night before.
And then I went to Rehoboth Beach, where I had cocktails and wine and mussels in butter and crabs with butter and turkey wraps with bacon, a cheesesteak and a chocolate dipped doft-serve cone all in 48 hours.
And then I fall and destroy my foot so I can't even walk up the escalators at the Metro, let alone exercise.
I wasn't looking forward to my weigh-in at Weight Watchers last night. But I decided, if I gained, well I gained. And I can remove it again. I can't let it stop me, I have to use it as a lesson to be stronger, more diligent next time.
And I lost 0.4 pounds.
I cheered while still on the scale!
During the meeting, someone said they removed “only” 0.5 pounds. The leader said, well it doesn't seem like a lot for one week, but if you remove “only” a half a pound each week for a year, you will have lost 26 pounds. 26 pounds is at least one dress size, a bra size, a few years added to your life, the potential to get off blood pressure or cholesterol medicine or insulin for diabetes. 26 pounds can transform your life. If I remove 26 pounds in a year, I will be smaller than I was pre-pregnancy. Smaller than I was when I last felt really comfortable in my skin. I would be a size 10, and able to shop in most any store in a mall. I could fit into more styles of shoes again. I wouldn't get tired so quickly, and probably wouldn't have the morning aches in my feet and knees that I sometimes experience.
So though it was not even a half of a pound, and it was over a span of two weeks, it wasn't a gain. And that is a sign of success. It made me look back at the past two weeks and not just see what I did wrong, but the whole picture. I didn't have the mussels with pasta, because pasta is my nemesis and if I ordered it I would have practically licked the plate clean AND ate the appetizer AND ate the bread AND drank more wine. Instead I ate as much roasted garlic and blue cheese and bread appetizer that I wanted, and then for my entree I had appetizer mussels and a side of sauteed spinach. Before Weight Watchers I would have said, I am on vacation, it's OKAY to eat the whole bread basket and pasta with creamy sauce and then cocktails and then dessert. So I see those changes that I didn't have to really think about. I thought about what would taste good, that I could savor.
I am off work until Wednesday, I plan to go to the grocery store and farmer's market to stock up on fresh produce. My foot is healing so I can walk – I already walked a mile this morning with Emerson and we went to a playground. I plan to move my body every day, even if it's walking down the stairs when I leave the office each day. I feel good, I feel progress, and I feel the life changing.
I hope you all have a wonderful weekend – take good care of yourselves!