Another successful day on program. I actually used my scale to measure and check the point value of the pork chop that I had for dinner. Turns out it was a good thing I did. Darn thing was 8 points...AFTER I took about an ounce off to give to James. My husband is a meat man. He loves his meat. The bigger the slab, the better. Don't get me wrong. I love myself the occasional pork butt (not too keen on the red meat thing) however, it is time to get real about portion size. Normally I would have given the chop a point value of 5 and not think twice about it. Just goes to show you the importance of actually stopping to measure and weigh what it is you are eating. Goes along with the whole lying to yourself thing. You can only lie for so long then be confused and fusturated as to why the weight isn't coming off. Reality check time for me.
On that quick note James is stirring. I think we'll go for a walk. It is a beautiful day...plus baseball night! Pray once again to the baseball gods I don't get hit in the face.
1c Shreddies 3
1/2c Blueberries
Black Coffee (x3 or 6) 0
1c Fresh Cherries 1
1 slice Weight Watchers recipe Banana Bread 2
2 slices Whole Wheat Bread 2
3 slices Turkey Deli Meat 2
1 slice Kraft FF single 1
Mustard 0
2 Silhouette Yogurts 1.5
24oz Crystal Light
Pork Chop 8
1c Frozen Peas and Carrots (BLUCH) 0
1 Smile Fry 1
Diet Pepsi Max 0
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Week 23 - Combating Laziness
Had an "A-HA" moment yesterday. Tracking points isn't hard. It just takes a teeny tiny bit of effort and planning on my part. I think I was expecting whatever I was eating to just keep track of itself and at the end of the day everything would magically adjust to fit within my daily point range. News Flash there Kim. It doesn't.
I have to be the one and only one to be accountable for myself. Sure I can lie to myself about portion sizes but the scale is a lie detector test. It won't lie for me. Yesterday I managed to stay within my points. There was a minor incident with some ice cream. I said no to a bowl full then ended up in the kitchen while Brad with in the shower with a spoon and peanut butter chocolate ice cream melting on my tongue.
Another realization is no one is perfect. In my head I picture everyone as perfect. I picture everyone better than me. A group of friends e-mail each other to keep each other in check. We had all gotten off track and the e-mails stopped for a while and they've just recently started up again. I need them to see that I am not the only one who has some slips here and there. Those slips do not mean the rest of my week is screwed. It means the next day I start over again. I need to see that. I hate feeling like everyone is better at this than me. We're all in this together. Once I realize this isn't a race and there is no prize at the end other than a longer, healthier lifestyle...I'll be alright.
This morning I baked banana loaf. It was a Weight Watchers recipe which means to the normal person it is going to taste like poop. To me it is a reasonable facsimile. Now the trick is to only have one PORTION SIZED piece a day. Then again...2 points per PORTION SIZED slice isn't bad. Wish me luck! I love baking...I just HATE HATE HATE having it in the house. Ask me about my chocolate chip mint cookies. I ended up bribing an umpire with some of those!
Yesterday:
3/4c Life Cereal 2
1/2 Banana 2
Black Coffee 0
1c Fresh Cherries 1
2 slices Whole Wheat Bread 2
3 slices Deli Turkey Breast meat 2
1oz Havarti cheese 3
2 Silhouette Yogurts 1.5
24oz Crystal Light 0
3oz Boneless skinless chicken breast 4
1c Roasted Potato 3
Frozen Broccoli Cauliflower mix 0
1c 1% Milk 2
Used 23.5
I have to be the one and only one to be accountable for myself. Sure I can lie to myself about portion sizes but the scale is a lie detector test. It won't lie for me. Yesterday I managed to stay within my points. There was a minor incident with some ice cream. I said no to a bowl full then ended up in the kitchen while Brad with in the shower with a spoon and peanut butter chocolate ice cream melting on my tongue.
Another realization is no one is perfect. In my head I picture everyone as perfect. I picture everyone better than me. A group of friends e-mail each other to keep each other in check. We had all gotten off track and the e-mails stopped for a while and they've just recently started up again. I need them to see that I am not the only one who has some slips here and there. Those slips do not mean the rest of my week is screwed. It means the next day I start over again. I need to see that. I hate feeling like everyone is better at this than me. We're all in this together. Once I realize this isn't a race and there is no prize at the end other than a longer, healthier lifestyle...I'll be alright.
This morning I baked banana loaf. It was a Weight Watchers recipe which means to the normal person it is going to taste like poop. To me it is a reasonable facsimile. Now the trick is to only have one PORTION SIZED piece a day. Then again...2 points per PORTION SIZED slice isn't bad. Wish me luck! I love baking...I just HATE HATE HATE having it in the house. Ask me about my chocolate chip mint cookies. I ended up bribing an umpire with some of those!
Yesterday:
3/4c Life Cereal 2
1/2 Banana 2
Black Coffee 0
1c Fresh Cherries 1
2 slices Whole Wheat Bread 2
3 slices Deli Turkey Breast meat 2
1oz Havarti cheese 3
2 Silhouette Yogurts 1.5
24oz Crystal Light 0
3oz Boneless skinless chicken breast 4
1c Roasted Potato 3
Frozen Broccoli Cauliflower mix 0
1c 1% Milk 2
Used 23.5
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Week 20 - Eff Me Sideways Again
I'm a colourful swearer...what can I say?
After having not been to a meeting or officially weighing in for two weeks, I did both this past Saturday. I lost. I lost 0.6. Total officially gone with Weight Watchers 20 pounds even. Officially since October 11, 2008 63.8 pounds. New official "end date" is October 11th, 2008. I'd better have 85 pounds lost by then so all I have to deal with is saggy, flabby skin at the gym. 24.2 left to go.
I started off Saturday with a renewed vigor. Excited to once again be back on track. That resolve ended roughly 6 hours later. I just don't know why I can't wrap my head around this. I'm not taking it seriously at all. I'm sick of it all really. I've been doing this for 8 years. It should be second nature to me. Before the baby it really was a way of life for me. Most days I didn't even have to write things down. I just knew what I should or shouldn't eat and how much. It was common sense. Now I can't be bothered. I'm not even eating things that I did before I joined back in 2001. I'm not eating a bag of chips, chocolate bars like water. But I do indulge in things I shouldn't maybe more than once a week. Eating out is big. Even when we don't have food in the house I manage to over eat and find something.
I'm trying for will power and trying not to make this a competition. I'm a little depressed for what I did to myself. I kept saying for 9 months I'll deal with this weight after the baby comes. I just honestly thought it would be easier than this. I really did. I thought I'd fall right back into Weight Watchers. If only I could get into my head and figure it out...I'd sell the secret. I'd be freaking rich. For now. I vow and PROMISE myself I will stay with in 23 points each and EVERY day for the rest of this week. And when I promise myself something...I keep it.
I PROMISE.
After having not been to a meeting or officially weighing in for two weeks, I did both this past Saturday. I lost. I lost 0.6. Total officially gone with Weight Watchers 20 pounds even. Officially since October 11, 2008 63.8 pounds. New official "end date" is October 11th, 2008. I'd better have 85 pounds lost by then so all I have to deal with is saggy, flabby skin at the gym. 24.2 left to go.
I started off Saturday with a renewed vigor. Excited to once again be back on track. That resolve ended roughly 6 hours later. I just don't know why I can't wrap my head around this. I'm not taking it seriously at all. I'm sick of it all really. I've been doing this for 8 years. It should be second nature to me. Before the baby it really was a way of life for me. Most days I didn't even have to write things down. I just knew what I should or shouldn't eat and how much. It was common sense. Now I can't be bothered. I'm not even eating things that I did before I joined back in 2001. I'm not eating a bag of chips, chocolate bars like water. But I do indulge in things I shouldn't maybe more than once a week. Eating out is big. Even when we don't have food in the house I manage to over eat and find something.
I'm trying for will power and trying not to make this a competition. I'm a little depressed for what I did to myself. I kept saying for 9 months I'll deal with this weight after the baby comes. I just honestly thought it would be easier than this. I really did. I thought I'd fall right back into Weight Watchers. If only I could get into my head and figure it out...I'd sell the secret. I'd be freaking rich. For now. I vow and PROMISE myself I will stay with in 23 points each and EVERY day for the rest of this week. And when I promise myself something...I keep it.
I PROMISE.
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