Wednesday, January 18, 2012

12 Weeks

So, I ate really well (or so I thought) for one week without counting points or keeping a food journal or anything like that, but when I weighed myself at the end of the week, I had gained half a pound. I was very discouraged, but realized that I need to count points or keep track of what I'm eating somehow. So, I started counting points that day (Weight Watchers points, I mean). I did great for 4 days, writing down everything I ate and calculating points. Then, it came time to bake a birthday cake for my 2 year old's birthday party. I made three boxes of mix and licked the batter from the bowl all three times. Then, I ate the excess cake after cutting off the bottoms (so it would be flat on the bottom). Since I'd already messed up big time and certainly went over my weekly point allowance, I just gave up for the week. And of course, I gained another half pound. I know this is the wrong attitude, I just can't seem to overcome it. It's the same thing that happens to me every time I start WW.

I keep thinking that if I could just see some results, it would help me stay motivated. For some reason, I think if I exercise one day or eat really well one day, I should look better the next day. I recently saw this quote on Pinterest:

"It takes 4 weeks for you to notice your body changing,
8 weeks for your friends, and 12 weeks for the rest of the world.
Give it 12 weeks. Don't quit."
(http://pictureperfectbodywerkit.tumblr.com/post/15297873681)

I definitely need to remember this.

I had a bit of a reality check this morning. I went to the doctor for my annual checkup, and she suggested I get my thyroid checked because I have gained so much weight over the last year and a half. Honestly, I think I have gained this weight because I don't take care of myself, but in a way I sort of hope there is something wrong with my thyroid so that I have an excuse for being such a pig!

Anyway, instead of waiting until Monday to start counting points again, I've decided to start tomorrow. I will just give myself half of the weekly allowance points so that I can start a new week on Monday. Why not start today? Well, we have our small group tonight and we always do a pot luck meal, so I figured I would just start tomorrow and not set myself up for failure!

Update 1/19: I got a call from the doctor's office this morning and my thyroid test came back normal. I guess I don't have any excuses for the way I've been eating.

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Skinny Bitch

So, after my daughter was born in 2007, I decided to join Weight Watchers with some friends and I lost lots of weight! My goal was to be back at my pre-pregnancy weight before my daughter's first birthday in August and I did it!! I did it with 2 weeks to spare. I even lost a couple of extra pounds before her birthday. I wasn't super skinny and honestly, I never have been, but I was a healthy weight. And I looked great!! I'm sure at the time, I didn't think I looked great. Yes, I was thin, but I still had flabby arms and a bit of a muffin top (you can see it in one of the pictures). When I look at the pictures now, I'm amazed at how good I looked! Here are some pictures:



Here are some pictures of me now:



I couldn't find as many pictures to post because I pretty much hide from the camera these days. I can't stand to look at pictures of myself because I've gotten so fat. I feel horrible. I'm out of shape. I can barely sing a short song to my kids without getting out of breath. My body feels stiff and yucky. I really don't know how to describe it. For some reason, I just haven't been able to motivate myself to lose weight since my son was born nearly two years ago. I went to Weight Watchers, I started running, I'm even in two groups on facebook devoted to encouraging each other to exercise and eat well. So, I'm hoping that by posting some pictures of me as a "skinny bitch" around the house, I will be reminded of my goals.

I was hoping to fit into my wedding dress by our 10th wedding anniversary in May,but I'm pretty sure that's not going to happen. It would mean I would have to lose 40 pounds in about 20 weeks, which I don't think is feasible. So, my new goal is to be down to my pre-pregnancy weight by my daughter's 5th birthday in August.