Do you ever have some really good news that kinda sets your mood for the next couple of days/weeks? Or does bad news make your outlook completely different as well? Yeah? Me too.
I haven't posted much about my diet because, well, I think it would make me more accountable than I am already. It would be difficult for me if I posted on how I think I'm doing and then have a bad couple of weeks. That's too much pressure for me. But, I guess I'm about to do just that. So here goes.
Since I started my Weight Watchers journey, I've been pretty consistent in my weight loss. I might not have lost as much as I would have liked to each week, but I've at least dropped each week. On the very rare occasions when I did gain, it was 1 pound or less. So, you can imagine how I've felt after having two weeks in a row where I gained. Granted, I was out of town for my brother's wedding and the week before that my friend Jae visited. These are normal activities and I should have learned how to deal with them by now, but I still have the attitude that food consumed while on vacation or with out-of-town guests doesn't count. Well, turns out it does. Ha! Who knew?
So, back to my initial thought - I was feeling pretty down - thinking that maybe I had hit a plateau and who was I to think that I could really finish this thing anyways. I'm still often shocked that I've made it this far. But my leader suggested that we try new activities during the week and I tried walking. I only got to walk 3 times during the week - and I'm counting the week now not as Monday through Sunday, but as Wednesday through Wednesday since I weigh in on Wednesdays. Each walk I did was about 45 minutes long and I was walking pretty fast. I'd put in my earphones and walk to the beat of whatever music I was listening to. I came home drenched!
To my surprise and delight, I dropped 2.8 pounds this week which knocked off the weight I gained during the two previous weeks plus a bit extra. I'm now feeling like I'm ready to get back on and ride this thing out. My outlook is so much better - the world is a happy place again. I'm now setting my sights on my next BIG number - 50 pounds lost. And again, I'm hesitant to put this in writing because it might take me 4 months to get there (gad it'd better not take me that long!), but I can see it on the horizon.
So, for my 3 readers and anyone else who might want to (excuse the pun) weigh in on the matter - how should I celebrate 50 pounds lost? Clearly, going out for ice cream is out of the question, although a friend jokingly did suggest that. I'm completely open to suggestions, and of course - money IS an object.