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February 5, 2007
Guess what? Still here....
Yup, I'm still on Weight Watchers. I know I haven't posted in some time, but I have not left the plan. I know that I have two choices: stay on WW, or gain my weight back. I just wish I would stay on plan a little more often. Let's just say December was not a "diet" kind of month. I really self-destructed early this year, thanks especially to working in a school and being bombarded with cookies and other assorted crap for the entire month.
But it's a new year, I lost the Christmas weight and I'm currently at 192. That's 94.5 pounds down from my highest, and I have that 100 mark back in my sights.
Good thing I am feeling motivated again too, because, you know what? SOMETIMES IT IS REALLY HARD. I don't think many people understand how hard it is when you have a close relationship with food. I am obsessed with meal planning. I know that for me to be successful, I have to plan when and what I'm going to eat. So yesterday, Superbowl Sunday, I knew I needed to eat breakfast before church and groceries, lunch when we got home, and dinner before the game. All went well until it was time for lunch and my husband says "i'm not hungry". Now this made me feel guilty, like I was some slob for being hungry when he wasn't, but I got over that and had a snack anyway, because we were going to the mall, and really, it is EVER smart to go to the mall hungry?
You know what happened, right? The husband got hungry at the mall, and I had to SIT and WATCH him eat Arby's in the food court. It was horrible. He doesn't get that at all, that I wasn't hungry, but wanted to eat all his curly fries anyway, and it took all my self-control not to take them.
Then later....we had to stop and drop something off to a friend bowling near our house, and they had a HUGE superbowl spread out. They told us to go ahead and have something, but you know there was nothing core over there. All I could do was look at the tortilla chips calling my name. I just wanted to get home and have our nice planned dinner.
Noone understands the way that food calls your name sometimes.
Posted by Mary Elizabeth at 2:57 PM | Comments (43)
