I had a good day today. Although I probably nibbled on more post-Christmas goodies than I should have, I paid careful attention today to where, how and why I ate than I did to what I actually consumed. And I made some interesting observations. Tomorrow and onward, I will make myself eat all meals at the table. Breakfast for my hubby and I generally consists of not much more than coffee in front of the morning news on TV. Lunch (for me) is usually consumed at my desk. And frequently, as hubby gets home around 7:00pm, supper is once again eaten in front of the evening news. No more! Tomorrow, places will be set at the table and that’s where all meals will be eaten. And I’m pretty sure I’ll enjoy the conversation that accompanies a leisurely meal. Which brings me to my second observation–I eat too fast. Now that sounds really piggy, but honestly, one bite after another at my desk and poof…lunch is over and I hardly remember what I’ve eaten! I also took note of the mood and environment that surrounded my eating today. It didn’t take long to discover that whenever there’s a “lull in the activity”, out of sheer habit, I find myself gravitating toward the fridge. Not always for food, but for juice, a soft drink, etc. The fridge has that pull. I really need to work on that and start doing some exercise or something productive during those times. A lot of that probably comes from having quit smoking last April. That’s a good thing, of course, but I’ve been substituting food for cigarettes more than I realized. Those are just a few of the things I noted.

No exercise, no water, eat well, write it down.  I don’t know what else to say.  I am having a lot of stress in my household right now.  Who isn’t?  Frankly my daughter is a PITA.  Can y’all figure that one out?  Tomorrow I weigh in at my Weight Watchers meeting.  Wish me luck.  Good luck to anyone out there who is weighing in at a meeting tomorrow also.

So, I have to share, I had everything going against me working out today. I stayed up late, the kid got up early, rain (so no running outside) our workout area in the garage isn’t very baby friendly so i thought, HEY! I’ll try THE GYM! (gasp! I know I know.. the. gym.) The trouble is, I’ve NEVER taken LB to the gym. I was scared to death to drop her off, thus our membership has gone unused for a year and a half. Also, the gym is thirty minutes away (long story) but it’s not very “user” friendly.

Tomorrow is a big day. I will go weigh in at Weight Watchers in my first week of trying the program again. The truth is, I have tried it before, sometimes with success and sometimes with complete failure. But, there is more at stake this time than ever before, so failure is not an option. In fact, rather than just having my weight loss goal, I have chosen to make becoming a lifetime member my goal this time around. It means committing to this not just until I lose weight, but forever.

My story didn’t start out this way. Growing up, I did not have weight problems at all. I was very athetic and active, playing 4-5 sports in my small Texas high school. I loved running cross country, playing basketball and volleyball, and running long distance for the track team.

Today just sucked. That’s all

I’m just curious as to what plan everyone is following? Are you following a plan like Weight Watchers or Jenny Craig? Or are you on The South Beach, or Atkins diet? Or are you just winging it on your own?

I belong to LA Weight Loss and so far so good. :dance:

 

Here’s to Scaling Down!

hello all! :wave:  i’m so glad to have found this little mecca!  i just wanted to stop in & introduce myself.  reading through all the wonderful posts, its comforting to know you’re not alone.  even though sometimes you feel like you are, you’re not.  its great to have a supportive bunch to help pick you up when you’re about to falter.  i think that’s why every single time i’ve tried to lose weight solo, i’ve failed….miserably.

i used to weight 115 in HS.  i know…long time ago & before children.  but when i think that approximately 3 years ago i was only weighing in at 145…which still isn’t bad for me.  something has to be done.  i think it was the birth of my last child that sent my thryoid on a permanant vacation.  and since that, my back has also decided to go on the lam….i think its looking for the MIA thryoid.  so, with both of those things working against me (as well as time & gravity) i added yet another 45 lbs onto my little 5′3″ frame.