Posts Tagged ‘staying on track’

Am I a Rubberband?

A friend of mine once said, “Men are like rubberbands. You can only stretch them so far before they snap back to their original form.” (Sorry men, I didn’t say it, but I will admit that she had a point.)

She, of course, was talking in the relationship realm. Sometimes though, I’m pretty sure this works for each and every one of us. Especially those of us trying to break a bad habit, or a lifetime of learned behaviors, even if they are bad ones.

This fitness journey for me (a year now) is a daily struggle. You would think after a year, I wouldn’t be dreaming about eating a box of Ring Dings (not a package…a box) or returning to my sedentary ways and no longer dragging my butt to the gym at 6 am.

Don’t get me wrong. I actually prefer eating well and exercising. There is nothing better than the rush you feel after getting to the next level, no matter what the exercise. I have more energy, and I’m actually happier. It still doesn’t mean I don’t dream about my old, lazy, unhealthy lifestyle. Every day I have to remind myself that now is better than then.

However, I have noticed in these past few weeks, while I have continued to eat right and exercise, I have reverted back to one behavior that could be the beginning of a slippery slope. I’ve started opting for looser clothing. Not that I have ever worn anything skin tight mind you. That’s not me. But as I’ve lost weight, I’ve been buying clothing that is more fitted and that actually fits. Heck I even have belts now. When I was heavier, I always bought clothing bigger to try to hide the extra weight (like that works).

This last month of my life has been more stressful than usual. Or maybe it’s the rainy, cold weather we’ve had here on Long Island. All I know, is when choosing clothing for work in the morning, it has been the looser, knit styles; the drapey dresses and skirts, the dress pants that are maybe just a tad too big. Weekends? I’m gravitating toward sweats and the loose-fitting jeans. I’m dressing for comfort and not to show off how proud I am of all my hard work. Comfort is fine for a Sunday morning. But a month ago, I was dressing to impress.

I’m not 100% sure when this really started to happen, but I know that looser clothes can lead to a bigger butt. That extra cookie won’t make the pants feel too tight. I won’t have to suck in my tummy quite as much. I’ve been down this road before.

Starting tomorrow, I’m getting back to my sassier dressing style. I feel good in my fitted jeans and fitted top. It’s really not that hard to suck in the tummy and it’s good for me.

I refuse to snap back to my former self this time. One thing that has changed on this fitness journey is that I am identifying these behaviors before they get out of control.

I am not a rubberband and I refuse to snap back like one. Let’s leave that to some of the men.

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! 🙂

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.