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!

Friday, May 4, 2012

398 Nutella cake

185.  Phew again. Thank goodness for the Lazy Man. I walked to work yesterday and I also ran a mile on the treadmill at 5 mph and then "biked" 5 miles on the exercise bike downstairs. I don't mean to be coasting until Catherine leaves, but it's hard not too. Tonight we're camping out in the backyard with hotdogs and smores and tomorrow we're going to SLC to play and then meet Dad at Chuck-a-Rama for dinner.  I'll do my best, but if I survive May by just holding it together I'll be very pleased.

Last night I had a happy reaction I think. Dave found a receipe for Nutella Mug Cake. Nutella is the food of the Gods in my opinion--but boy, is it a calorie disaster. This mug cake called for 4 tablespoons--or 400 calories of Nutella. Add to that the white flour, sugar and oil and YIKES!! I did point out to Catherine that this particular dessert was a horrible choice and she retorted that not everyone was on a diet. True. I do try hard not to shove this kind of stuff down her throat--but I did say, and better yet did honestly feel and believe that this dessert had nothing to do with a diet. NOBODY should eat this. Dave and C did make it, and I did have a taste, but no way was it good enough for the price in calories. Tonight calls for two miles on the treadmill--ipod is charged now so hopefully it will feel like a quick two miles. Or at least a quicker two miles.

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