Archive for October, 2008

If I can give one piece of weight loss advice…

If I could give one piece of incredibly valuable weight loss advice, it would be to take your weight loss journey with a friend, relative, loved one…anyone who will make you feel accountable for your weight loss without judging you, and who will pull for you if you lose less or more or the same amount of weight as they do.

I’m doing the Weight Watcher’s thing with my 22-year-old daughter. I have substantially more weight to lose than she does, but then she has a much more active social life and is losing a little slower than I am. She’ll still hit goal way before I will.

We encourage each other and we weigh in together, go to meetings together, skip meetings together, and we keep each other honest through the week. We share tips, walk together when our schedules work, check out each other’s journals and just support each other through the journey.

And on Thursday nights after weigh-in, we eat together…..our treat foods–sicilian pizza for me and Taco Bell for her. And ice cream (Proportion ice cream so its not that bad for us though) It’s made this process so much easier and so much more fun.

So grab a buddy! You’ll feel less isolated and much more motivated.

Of course, in the end, it’s all up to you to make the changes that get your weight off, buddy or not. But it sure is fun to have someone to share the triumph with!!

Since I last posted, I’m down 4.8 pounds for a total of 23.6 (made my 10% goal tonight, yay!)

Kate is down 4 pounds since two weeks ago for a total of 15.8 pounds and she’ll hit her 10% next week as she is only .2 pounds away.

Next week, we’ll really be celebrating!!

I Am Proud Of My Body

I went walking tonight. 2.5 miles. That’s what I’m up to now. I rarely walk less than that and sometimes I’ll walk 3 miles. I’m doing this after only 10 weeks of walking, starting with a mile at a clip. And I walk 4 to 5 times per week weather and schedule permitting.

I must say, I’m awfully proud of my 49-year-old body. I still have a long way to go to get to my goal weight but the fact that my legs and heart and the rest of me can carry me that 2.5 mile stretch and feel good at the end of it? Well, that’s an accomplishment I am proud of.

I was athletic when I was young, but I can honestly tell you that the last time I exercised this consistently for this long was some 29, 30 years ago when I was a lifeguard, and exercise was a job requirement.

I’m amazed some days that everything still works so well. Yeah, there are the occasional aches and pains (my knees are not always so happy with me) but I’m doing it and I plan to keep doing it and adding more as I go.

Next exercise? Swimming. All those many years ago, I used to swim a half mile a day. I’d like to do that again too.

What would we do without Hostess 100-calorie cupcakes?

Diet Salvation!

Diet Salvation!

That’s all I have to say!

I’m in week 12 of weight watchers and I’ve lost 18.8 pounds. Up until this week, I have been doing really well. This has felt easy, I’ve had a routine and being the sugarholic that I am, I’ve managed to find dessert substitutes that don’t sabotage my program…. weight watchers cookies and cream ice cream bars (2 points) or fudgsicles (1 point), WW chocolate chip cookies (1 point for one), and Hostess 100-calorie cupcakes (the chocolate ones are only 1 point for a pack). I’ve limited my yummy snacks like this to twice a day (sometimes three times if I’m really feeling like I need an additional fix) and I’ve felt great and the weight is coming off.

For whatever reason, this week— the cooler weather? that time of the month?— I don’t know, I have been craving comfort foods like  homemade mac and cheese or grilled cheese sandwiches, and sweets, chocolate primarily. I’ve fought them valiantly and stayed in points each day and have even done my walking, but it has been far from easy. This week, WW feels like a diet. And since I need to live like this for a long time, I don’t want it to feel like a diet.

So anyone have any suggestions on how to squash the cravings monster before I eat an entire box of Hostess 100-calorie cupcakes????? I’ve learned at least, not to keep anything more dangerous in my house! 🙂

Fifty by Fifty

I’m turning 50 in May. Ouch. Not sure I’m loving that number.
Someday I’ll blog about my torn rotator cuff and the doctor telling me I had a 48-year-old shoulder. But I digress…

So when I started Weight Watchers in July, I decided that I wanted to be 50 pounds (or more) lighter by my 50th birthday. If I have to get older, I’m going to feel better about myself at 50 than I did at 48 or 49. I lost this kind of weight just before 40 too (65 pounds when  I was 38 to be exact.) Before I gained it all back…I have gained most of it back…I decided it was time to get back on the stick.

So that’s my goal. And it feels achievable. I’m down 18.8* pounds as of yesterday. And I’m now walking 3 miles at a clip. Today, I even ran a little. Already, I feel like I’m in the best shape I’ve been in in a very long time.

My total goal is 80 pounds, but I will be thrilled when that first 50 is gone. Heck, I’m thrilled now. I have another huge fitness goal too (for July). I’ll reveal that one when I’m pretty sure I’ll be able to do what I have planned.

*I lost 1.8 pounds this week, which felt like a reward for the miserable week it’s been. Kitty would be proud of me.

Staying on Weight Watchers at a sad time

This has been a horrible, sucky, no good, miserable week. On Monday, our kitty, Calvin, who was 15 years young and kinda came with our house, passed away suddenly. So much sadness. He was our baby and we loved him so much. And we miss him. I even miss him begging for my food, which since I’ve been on Weight Watchers, I will admit, I’ve been a little reluctant to share. But don’t worry. He always got something. He was very cute when he was begging. He’d tap my arm with his little paw and stare at me until I had to give in. I came home at lunch on Monday to give him his canned food treat, and he was fine. When my daughter got home from work a couple of hours later, he had passed. We are grateful that he didn’t suffer, but we’d be much happier if he was still around.

I’ve managed through the past couple of days, even though I’ve been really upset, to stay in points on WW. It’s a triumph in a really bad time. A couple of months ago, I would have eaten my way through my grief. This week though, I’ve managed to stay on track and I even went walking tonight. It actually made me feel a little better.

Nothing can bring back my itty bitty kitty man. But at least I haven’t lost myself in food to try to feel better.

I hope the scale is kind tomorrow as a result.