This week I removed 2.4 pounds. This means I have made and surpassed my 5% goal and am on my way to removing 10% of my body weight. It’s too bad, this week I couldn’t stay for the meeting – just dashed in, weighed, and ran out. This coming week I can celebrate with my class!
So what did I do differently? I didn’t really exercise, and I wasn’t always “good.” But I did try to be more mindful. I worked on eating more slowly, and eating that which was really worth it.
I realized I was drinking my water at work, but not at home. My husband and I went to REI this weekend to get him new shoes and I got myself new Camelbak Better Bottles – I got a replacement one for work as that my work one fell and now makes a weird noise when I sip. I also got one for home (and a little one for Emerson who is enjoying straws instead of sippy cups). It made such a difference – Saturday while folding laundry I easily drank 24 ounces of water. When I drink my water, I eat less, crave less.
I am saving my points for dinner. Breakfast is oatmeal, lunch is a Lean Cuisine or else Subway. I get Subway once a week – 6” turkey, no cheese, tons of veggies, mustard, vinegar, black pepper and just a little touch of light mayo. Light Lays and Diet Coke with a splash of Hawaiian Punch. It seems so decadent but ends up being the same amount of points as a Weight Watchers Steakhouse Ranch flatbread sandwich. But I enjoy dinner with my husband and it’s nice to be able to kick back with a glass of wine, have a little bit more rich of a meal, knowing I was “good” the rest of the day.
I find the less I weigh, the easier it is to be active. I can lie on the floor to watch TV and do crunches during the commercials, or power walk through the Metro parking lot. This week was great weather and I took advantage of it by taking some walks and twice going to the playground with Emerson.
Seeing the weight leave the body is inspiration – do I really want nachos when I could be wearing a size 10 again by Christmas?
Many of you have asked why I stopped being a vegetarian. I was a vegetarian for several years – I started when my husband came back from yoga teacher training, where he spent a month eating a vegan diet. He wanted to remain vegetarian, and I wasn’t interested in cooking two meals. I liked being a vegetarian – my skin cleared up, I didn’t have bad breath or body odor, I stopped snoring, and stopped being lactose intolerant. However I often craved meat and often “cheated.” When I went to the beach, I would indulge in crabs and other seafood. At a bar, I would often snag a Buffalo wing or two. A few months ago, my husband admitted he started craving meat. All the years we were vegetarians, he never swayed, never ate any meat. But suddenly he was dreaming and thinking about it all the time. So he decided to try it. He said the next day he felt so much stronger and healthier than he had in months. The back pain he had soon disappeared and he felt more energetic each day. Slowly we started incorporating meat back into our diets.
I have found that Weight Watchers is easier when being an omnivore. From making low point dinners to grabbing Lean Cuisines at the grocery store, everything is geared toward meat eaters. I also think I gained weight when being a vegetarian. I think I did a great job at getting a balanced diet by eating lots of beans, tofu, dark leafy veggies and such. However it’s far too easy to lean on cheese and pasta and pizza when a vegetarian. Every social event, every time you dine out, the options are usually fatty and full of cream when you are a vegetarian. It’s either a giant piece of steamed broccoli or fettuccini alfredo. And as one who was still salivating over steaks and shrimp, I didn’t want to get creative with broccoli and usually “treated” myself with something very carby and very fatty.
However, I am feeling more and more as though eating meat is not right for me. I am starting to have stomach/digestive issues again. My allergies are more pronounced and my husband says I am snoring again. I can smell the difference in my skin, my hair, my breath. And then it just bothers me morally. At home, most of our meat comes from local farms via our farmer’s market. But still… I think I may have to find a happy medium with being a pescatarian. Eat fish, but not the other stuff.
It’s funny, my husband did a major 180 and now loves bacon, burgers, and ribs. Each time I eat those things, I feel a pang of guilt. I told him starting this week I am no longer eating chicken, pork, or beef. We have some chicken stock and already cooked bacon in the fridge so I will use it (tonight making this potato soup recipe I found out about from blogger Southern Belle), but I am not purchasing any more meat. I will have to find a replacement for my Subway turkey sandwich!