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!







Monday, March 19, 2012

346 Weekend

Ugh---slow computer at home and super busy not a good combo for blogging.  The weekend was pretty much a wash out. Boy oh boy. I think I wrote that there wasn't going to be any particular temptation this week. Uhhhh. No. Friday I went to Provo (but I ran a mile for the Lazy Man Iron Man first!)--started off with some dark chocolate covered almonds because we were going to the library--trust me, there is some logic there. Wow! I must have really wanted those almonds! They didn't even make it out of the store! And I've never been one to gobble food quickly. Lunch was J-Dawgs--big hotdog and chips and no redeeming nutritional value. Followed by an Awful Waffle--dense waffle with Nutella, whipped cream and coconut--which I at least had the grace to share. On the way home Lisa called asking if we could possibly come by and help move some furniture so there would be room for a hospital bed for Mom. PERFECT timing, we were literally on the way. By the time we were done it was much too late to go home and fix dinner so we wound up at Chuck-a-Rama buffet of all places. This is the first time we've been to a buffet since moving to Ogden--so using that rationale it wasn't horrible that we were there.  I wasn't hungry at all, but I still managed to put away plenty.
 
Saturday was St. Patrick's day. Catherine and I went swimming in the morning for the Lazy Man. First time for me since the stupid pool was closed after all on Thursday. Oh wow. It's been a very long time since I've swum laps. Talk about slow. But we put in a very respectible 26 laps. The swimming might be a real problem--I've never been bothered by cholorine before, but I was severely bothered on Saturday.  Then we went to McCools pub for lunch.  This was a planned deviation. I remember how I felt last year at McCools on St. Patricks Day. I felt fat and frumpy and wasn't getting anywhere losing weight, but didn't want to change my habits--weight watchers was on the horizon which I viewed with depression. Last year I had sort of a Last Supper kind of meal at McCools. THIS year was so much better!!  Down about 25 pounds! And having an equally bad calorie-fat meal but what a difference. There wasn't the feeling that I wouldn't be having anything so good for a long time. I can see by this blog that I will continue losing weight AND continue having the full-blown ridiculous meals that I want with pretty frequent regularity.  That night we went to a Celtic dance festival and had movie popcorn.
 
Yesterday, Sunday, I didn't count, but I was on track. We ate before going to SLC and I didn't find it too hard to say no to the funeral potatoes. Later, when I was alone and Mom was sleeping and there were boxes of chocolates--I only ate one. Not bad.
 
Today I plan to run 2 miles after work on a treadmill---hopefully this will be easier on my knees, and I have a new Hungry Girl receipe to try.  I wasn't brave enough to weigh myself after this weekend, but am still trying. I ought to rename this blog the crabby dieter---lots of irritation and mostly sideways movement!
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