Day Sixty-Three…

So the universe is laughing at me and decided to test all my beliefs and resolve about my weight loss. I lost ZERO pounds this week. This is how it went:

“You stayed exactly the same.” Her hands folded on top of my weigh-in-book, looking up at me earnestly.
“I did?”  I was smiling but my eyes were squinting. 
“Yes.” Smiling back at me and shaking her head up-and-down.
I walked back to my seat holding my sneakers in tow, then it began: “I stayed the same? I don’t think I could have been better on plan. I worked out, I tracked, I reflected. Why didn’t I lose?” Then I remembered, “Your body doesn’t know it’s supposed to perform each Saturday morning at 8:15 am.” 

I did everything right, and I didn’t lose an ounce and I am alright with that. If I were reading this post last year, I would have said, “You’re just a liar. You did all this work, and you got no results on the scale!”  Here is why this time is different – this time I own the scale. I banish the scale and its numbers this week as if it were the Wicked Witch trying to cast some terrible spell. I say, “Oh rubbish! You’ll have no power here. Begone, before someone drops a house on you!”

I mean it. 

I am laser focused on getting to goal, and my results on the scale do not define me nor do they define my efforts.  At my meeting, some amazing members shared their struggles and I totally understand on a deep and personal level. They are scared they are going back to their “old ways” they are afraid that they are losing control. I understand. That feeling is like you’re standing atop of a gravel mountain and the pebbles and sand beneath your feet is beginning to give way.  This is a crucial part of the journey for them. This is what I have to say, “I am here for you. I don’t know what is going to turn that around for you, that’s your work to figure out, but I believe in you.”

Here are some things (be sure to hover over the pictures to read the captions) that I celebrate today:

Day Sixty-Two…

Here I am the day before weigh-in. I had to meet my colleagues to work after work. I did prepare I had an apple and a bag of vegetables to eat on the car ride home, but by the time, I got home, I was famished! Seriously, I have not been that hungry in a long. time:

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Plus, I did not have a dinner planned and ready to go… However, I do have good choices at home so I improvised. I made a Lavash Turkey Pepperoni Pizza (8sp). I really enjoyed it, and by after I was done, I was still hungry. So I made another one (Weight Watchers math made that 17sp).  About half-way through the second one, I started to feel more satisfied, but I finished it anyway. Now I feel a little too full, and I think, maybe, I should examine how/why I ate the second one.

Well, for one thing, I had only eaten 9sp for the day, and that was less than I’ve been eating so I think that had an impact. Typically, I have been eating 11-13sp approximately My after work, work was productive but stressful too. Truth is I’m still not done, and it is on my mind.  Even though I handled my dinner situation efficiently it added to my stress levels:

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So, what did I learn?  Next time I will:

  • pack a protein snack when I work longer days
  • name my feelings and give myself a little more time before eating more
  • stop eating when I feel satisfied (I think I kept eating because I had already tracked the points)

It’s not that I think I  overindulged but it’s on my mind and that probably means I’m right to think it though.

So how was my week? I really did everything I could to have a good week. Here are some highlights of things that make me happy, that I’m proud of, good food finds, or just beautiful images:

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More tomorrow…