They say there are only two inevitable things in life, death and taxes. There are three for me…I will always struggle with my weight.
I don’t “accept” this fact as a negative one but more of the reality. I’m no stranger to the diet roller coaster, I’m a frequent rider. Starvation, “a bagel a day”, Weight Watchers, Atkins, Dr. Phil, South Beach, Master Cleanse, soup diets, Hydroxycut, TrimSpa, Hoodia, Alli, years of Phentermine use…I feel like I’ve done it all. My weight has been a constant yo-yo and I’m constantly “dieting” to maintain.
Three years ago, I was 18 lbs from my goal weight and today am 40 lbs from my goal weight. I like to blame “brie and wine” for my 22 lb gain over the last few years…maybe I think it sounds like I’ve gained the weight in a “classier” way. ;) But as I go through each day CONSTANTLY thinking about my weight and my disgust over it, I realize the “brie and wine” excuse isn’t cutting it anymore and the 3-4 hours a week I’m spending in the gym sweating my ass off isn’t either…so I’m making a promise to myself to commit to FIVE months of following Weight Watchers to the tee.
It’s a program that is more of a lifestyle and I know it works and out of disgust and irritation, I’m back on the WW wagon. Today is Day 3. I’m doing it but I need to keep doing it so this blog is a way for me to have greater accountability than just my little food diary notebook. I also don’t want to bore those closest to me to death with POINTS talk, and .3 pounds of weight loss details and how I really want a dirty martini but am not sure it’s worth the 5 points.
Basically, I’m doing this for myself to have added encouragement, even if it’s an anonymous public venting session. I’m looking forward to the next 150 or so days and eventually the rest of my life…