So dear readers, we last left this blogger in May fighting the dreaded plateau. Optimistic she was, I will beat this, she wrote, more exercise, she said. Where is she now, was she successful, is she out buying a new wardrode of hot, sexy, body skimming clothes? Will we all cheer for her asking her what the secret to her success was?
Well, no we won't. I return to this blog to sadly report that I have not lost weight since those days in May. If fact I have gained a few more pounds. Not a lot, but enough to realize that it is a slippery slope I was sliding down. It must be stopped, it must be stopped now. I mean it, I really mean it.
What is frustrating for me is that when I look over the last few months, it is not like I have been having a big party, eating all the foods I wanted when I wanted them. In fact, I thought I was dieting. Most days I was faithfully journalling what I ate, staying in my points on those days. I have been exercising more than I ever have in my life. I am walking, I am using weight machines, I even do Zumba on Fridays.
So what went wrong, why is the scale going in the wrong direction? The simple answer is too many "night's off" leading to "weekend's off". Tracking and journaling and following my points 4 days out of the week just isn't enough, even with the extra exercise.
Last year as I was losing the weight, I would allow myself a night off where I would eat something that I liked (mostly Mexican food) and not worry about tracking points. The rest of the week I would stay on track and I was successfully losing 1-2 pounds a week. I liked this, it kept me from feeling deprived. Unfortunately, somewhere over the past few months I have lost control over the situation and my night out became a day off and then sometimes the day off became the weekend off. Suddenly that little snitch, the little splurge was becoming a binge fest. I would eat like I hadn't eaten in a week. Too many special occasions and parties came up and the old "just this once" mentality was happening too often. The result is where I am at today ... no weight loss and now weight gain.
I hate to admit this, but in addition to this lack of vigilance, I haven't been going to WW meetings anymore. My favorite leader retired and I was trying to save some money. I use the online food diaries, and I know the plan, I thought I should have a handle on this. I don't need to pay 13 bucks a week to lose the weight. Well, I guess I do. I still can't figure this one out. Why doesn't it work? Those people who can do it on their own have my admiration and respect. Apparently I must pay money and have a public audience to be successful and keep me on track.
So as it's a new week, no "special occasions" in sight, I am resolving to get back on track, stay within my points and, gulp, go back to WW meetings. I want to lose 10 pounds before my birthday, and I mean it. I really, really, mean it. Wish me luck.
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