Losing weight in spite of myself.

I began this blog in February 2011 as a way to help me not quit trying to lose weight, and to learn a few things. It's been an interesting and powerful experience. It certainly confirms what I've long suspected--that although I am a genuinely happy cheery person in the main, I am NOT a happy cheery dieter. I DETEST losing weight. I resent being overweight in the first place and I am a virtuoso in the art of self-sabotage. And YET--I'm doing it! I'm fighting and kicking and EATING all the way down, but the weight is finally going down. The plan I was following in February was a half-baked one largely based on wishful thinking. I gained a little weight and decided to get real. I knew I couldn't just join weightwatchers or count calories or do any one plan and expect to be successful. I decided if I was going to bother to make the effort to lose weight I was going to throw everything I could think of at the problem. And so I do. My real "Day One" for this blog is April 1, 2011. I joined weight watchers, I joined caloriecount.com (awesome website), I read the blog losingweighteveryday.blogspot.com religiously, I keep this blog faithfully, I joined the health programs sponsored by my insurance, I use the principles from overeater's anonymous, I use my church's 12 step program as well, I subscribe--and use--Healthy Cooking Magazine.



The result of all this? Painfully slow progress (About 20 lbs in 10 months). But it IS progress and like the little engine that could I keep on trying in my rebellious way. I have no intention of quitting. This is by far the longest sustained weight loss effort I've ever made in my life. Successful I think, because for the first in my life I've done this MY way--which I've discovered, involves a lot of pizza and restaraunt food. I'm convinced this is the only way to lose weight. For me it must be MY way. For you it MUST be YOUR way. Not weight watcher's way, not your doctor's way, but YOUR way. Any plan or idea I use is only a tool.

The latest plan to lose weight my way began on Oct 29, 2013. It really is my own crazy plan. As you'll see if you read that post. I've implemented the best ideas of all sorts of eating plans and thrown out the scale. A couple of months in and I'm definitely healthier. I'm actually enjoying myself. I won't weigh until April 1, 2014, so I'll see then if this works the way I hope it will.

There is no magic weight loss bullet. But there IS a great deal of magic in the discovery of what I can happily live with (very different from what weight watchers tells me I can happily live with) and still have the body and health I want.

Good luck to all of us on this journey. It's quite a trip!







Wednesday, October 19, 2011

199 better

Ugh--I guess I really am officially up two pounds what a drag. Maybe I needed this though just to prove to myself that exercise is worthwhile. I mean, my head knows it's worthwhile, but overall it doesn't seem to make the slightest difference. I guess it DOES make a difference. I've been non-exercising for almost THREE weeks--this is horrible right before a half marathon. And I'm thinking too of the thousands of calories I would have burned, and the muscle mass I'm losing. Boy, what about people who are down and out for months at a time? It's a testiment to the body's resilience and willingness to bounce back.  I plan to bounce--though gently---the knee is better today, but I'm not going to do more than walk around the duck pond at MOST. 

I'm wondering too if my body is working with me a little bit. I've been regretting that my appetite hasn't decreased along with the exercise. But maybe it HAS! Generally I find it plenty difficult to survive on ww 36 points (that's using all my weekly allowance divided up).  I figured this week, I'd better cut back to the bare bones 29, especially since I have an off-track high weekend coming up. And you know what? It hasn't been any more awful at 29 (ok, it's usually 31) than it was on 36. Maybe my appetite really has reduced at least a little. Whatever the reason, I am grateful.

I shouldn't be so surprised everytime my body works for me and with me. After all, I've abused it badly for over 40 years--the fact that it works at all is a wonder. I still can't figure out why I don't weigh 400 pounds--my heart goes out to the people who do, because I read of their habits and they're not all that much different from my own! (Gives me hope in the other direction--maybe life at 155 won't be all that much different--people at that weight eat pizza too!)

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