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, January 21, 2015

Veeeeegies

Ooooof. I'll have to be careful with zero point soup when veggies are also on the menu for dinner. As I've mentioned before, there's a real limit to how many veggies I can eat. I wish there was a limit on the amount of bread and cheese I can eat, but that seems to be pretty much unlimited.

But I'm still doing well--with trying to eat better that is---I officially have a torn meniscus. Which makes me glad I got the MRI, and makes me feel better about being such a wuss about exercise.

Yesterday was walnut day, and I had some zero-point soup around 4 to tide me over until dinner. Dinner was quite tasty, but it was veggies. Stuffed portobello mushroom with a bean and tomato salad. I could have also had a wilted spinach salad and had the bean salad over greens, but--no way. I was well and truly done with veggies.  The baked apple was quite good.

Today is a Hungry Girl day. This has been quite a bit easier. I did have a big salad for lunch, but breakfast was a big bowl of berries and yogurt, snack of popcorn and dinner will be miracle noodles with cheese and chicken. Dessert will be a hopefully dense Qwest bar.

I'm going to see the orthopedic specialist tomorrow. So I have a guilt-free no exercise day today--although I did take a lap around the duck pond and went up to the library twice.

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