Part of what makes Weight Watchers so amazing is their ability to build community. I know I’ve written about this before, but I do love my group. This morning, a member who has been working the program for a long time hit a 5-pound star! I tell you I was as happy for her as I would have been for myself. I had a good week too, I lost another 2.8 pounds. With this loss, that puts back to my pre-summer weight. My tracker looks like a roller coaster track, long slopes up and down. Anyway, I came home and had a delicious breakfast:
I’m starting to play that game where I think to myself if I lose 1.7 pounds each week that will get me to a certain number by December. When I think this way, I feel like Ralph Kramden with some crazy get rich quick scheme. Obviously, this is not productive. Nonetheless, that what is going through my head, so I guess I should examine why. The thing is, this is a slow process, and just because my head is in the healthy fit me zone, I have to accept that my body is on its own clock.
I know, at meetings they say a 1 – 2-pound weight loss is best for long-term success. Maybe there is bigger work besides taking off the weight that needs my time and attention as I experience this process. Maybe I have a lot to learn during this transition time from an unhealthy to healthy. There are always opportunities to learn: at meetings, on Connect, or my Facebook group (Bonnie’s Weight Loss Warriors and Goal Setters).
This week our focus on tracking. (monitoring and recording SmartPoints values for foods eaten). The thinking is that tracking makes you more mindful of the kinds and amounts of foods you are eating. Tracking works for me. In the weekly handout, they have a Think Again section, where you take a fixed mindset and turn it into a growth mindset frame. This is my response:
Anyway, that’s where I’m at today. I am working on being content with where I am right now at this moment. I will keep looking for opportunities to grow and to find some beauty along the way. This is what I found, while I walked around Kings Park NY waiting for son’s Nokado class to end: