Category: Weight Watchers

Good, Bad, Both?

In theory I stuck to the simply filling weight watchers plan today.

In theory.

The reality isn’t so clear. Simply filling approves of snacking on peanuts. Today while I was working I emptied a jar of peanuts into a bowl and sort of forgot about it. Next thing I know I’m reaching into the bowl and it’s empty. What What What???

Once my brain realized that I’d eaten the entire bowl my stomach decided it was clear to start hurting. Not a lot, but enough to make me uncomfortable.

After a couple of hours worth of being a chauffeur for the kids, my stomach had returned to normal and all was relatively well. Then I ate dinner. The discomfort is back with a vengeance.

I’m seriously trying to be good. Really, I am. I think though that I should tweak my goal a little for the short term. I should just focus on maintaining until the holidays are over. Don’t let yourself cheat, Robert. Don’t worry about losing, just try to stay level for the next five weeks or so.

I absolutely have to go to a meeting on Saturday.

Robots

I spent the day watching my step son’s school robotics club compete against 12 other teams. They came in 6th. It was really cool. They gave a presentation on an invention idea that they came up with and researched. He fielded some of the questions. It was awesomeness.

One of the coaches of the other teams stopped me in the hallway and said my name. It took a little bit more than half a second for me to recognize him. Tom! One of my high school friends. I haven’t seen him in maybe a decade or more. It was really fantastic to see him.

Jen has had a cold for most of the last week. She missed a couple of days of work. She was a little better yesterday, but woke up worse today so she didn’t go to the robot competition. She’s better now and we’re thinking about going out to dinner. Where should we go? The idea of driving to Cambridge came up, but there was another stop that necessitated it… now that is no longer a necessity. Not sure what to do.

I missed my weight watchers weigh in today due to the robotic goodness. I have been really good for most of the week. Too good. I’ve been skipping dinners at night, or just having something really small. That is not being good, but it could lead to a loss of weight (which will be gained back next week when I start having dinners again… or tonight when if we go out to dinner). Another bad thing was the cookies. I brought cookies to a group lunch at work yesterday and my co-workers let me down by not devouring them all. I took about half of them home. Last night I was unable to resist and had a bunch. There are still a bunch left. I don’t think I will be able to resist those either. I should just mow them down tonight and get it over with. In just about every way my weight loss will power is holding strong. Homemade chocolate chip cookies (that I made myself) are too much for my will power to resist.

I’m So Tired

I got a decent night’s sleep last night, but I am still really tired.  Not as tired as I was yesterday, or the day before, or the day before that.  I’m not doing a very good job sticking to the no caffeine policy.  In four of the last five days in the office I’ve been getting a Coke Zero after lunch because I can feel myself running out of gas.  It’s annoying to me.  I don’t want caffeine anymore.  I don’t want soda anymore.  I want to keep losing weight, and even with diet sodas I don’t feel that I am helping myself by having soda.

Oh the struggle.

In the past when I’ve lost weight I’ve felt pretty good.  What’s the deal this time?  I have lost more weight in the last two months than at any time I can remember.  Why then do I not have more energy than I did before getting on the wagon?  Why am I tired all the time.  I should have 32 pounds worth of additional feel good pep coursing through my veins.  I feel gypped.  Really.

Not that I am going to fall off the wagon any time soon.  I’m in this for the long haul.  32 pounds down, something like 160 still to go!  (not really.  I don’t have a goal in mind.  I just like the sound of what the weight value would be if I lost 190 pounds during this weight watchers stint.  A fat boy can dream, right?)

Bad Dieter

I’ve sucked at Weight Watchers this week.  Over the weekend I was feeling really sick and I had a moment of pathetic weakness.  I had candy.  Twice.  Two big Cadbury bars.  I felt bad.  I felt shame.  Damn if they weren’t the most delicious pieces of chocolate I’ve ever consumed, but I really did feel bad.

Last night the bad dieter struck again.  We were out running errands and both of us were really hungry.  There was a 99 Restaurant right there so we went for dinner.  I could have been good.  In fact I almost was.  I got a grilled chicken breast instead of my usual steak.  Not good, but better than it could have been.  I then lost control and got buffalo tenders as an appetizer, and to make matters worse I ended up eating half of Jen’s dinner when she decided she was full.

To make matters even more worse, go on and ask me how much exercise I’ve done over the past week.  Go on, ask me.  The answer?  None.  The closest I’ve come to using the treadmill was yelling at the cat to get off of it.

This has been a bad week for me, weight watchers wise.  I need to step it up or my total weight loss of 28 pounds is going to be a lot smaller come Saturday’s check in.

Weight Watchers Weigh In

We just came home from our weigh in. After being sick for most of the week and being in a state of constant hungry horror, I was down 0.4 pounds for an eight week total of 28 pounds. I was afraid I’d be up this week, so I am happy.

Hopefully the cold will be gone next week and I’ll be able to get myself exercising again, and that should help me drop a little more. For now I am 0.4 pounds closer to being skinny. (hehe)

Jen didn’t check in last week because she was too sick to go. Today, she was down 1.2 pounds! Awesome work, Jen!

What’s the Old Saying?

What was that old saying?

Feed a fever, starve a cold? Or was it Starve a fever, feed a cold?

Because I have a nasty case of the hungry horrors, which is difficult because I can barely keep my eyes open. I don’t have a fever, so should I be starving myself or fattening up for the long haul?

I’m still sticking to weight watchers simply filling plan though. Still trying at least. The hungry horrors are making portion control a real challenge.

The Downside of Losing Weight

This morning I discovered the one downside of losing weight.  There is exactly one downside.  One and only one downside.  There are no other downsides than this.

I lost a lot of weight just prior to our wedding.  I was probably 20 pounds or so lighter than I am today.  I have never been heavier than I was when we started Weight Watchers back on Labor Day weekend, but I was pretty heavy when I popped the question.  In the months leading up to the wedding my beloved betrothed and I both lost a nice chunk of weight.  Then on the honeymoon we both started actively working to put it all back on.

I have never been much for jewelery.  I wore a high school class ring for a while, and I used to always wear a watch.  Other than that, nothing.  Obviously on my wedding day I started wearing a ring.  A nice gold one that symbolizes how out of this world in love I am with a certain woman.  On the first day of the honeymoon, less than 24 hours after saying “I do” to the love of my life, we found ourselves in a cozy little bed and breakfast in Woodstock, VT.  I did what I do most days when I get up in the morning.  I took a shower.  Wouldn’t you know it, my shiny new wedding ring slid right off my finger and clanked onto the shower floor.  After that, I took my ring off before I went into the shower.  That lasted for a while.  Maybe even a year (I can’t remember exactly).  Eventually my finger grew wider as I stopped watching what I ate and the ring fit tighter.  I didn’t need to take the ring off anymore.

I was not happy about putting on weight, but I was happy that the symbol of my marriage to the woman of my dreams no longer had to come off my finger for a few minutes each day.  Despite all of the negatives that went with it, I was pretty pleased about that.

This morning in the shower my ring slid off my finger.  It didn’t fall, but it did slide all the way over the knuckle before I stopped it.  There it is.  That is the one thing.  The one and only thing.  The single negative to losing weight.  My ring doesn’t fit as tightly as it did before.  I have pants that are starting to feel a little baggy.  Good.  I have shirts that are starting to feel too big.  Excellent.  My belt is cinched as tight as it can go.  Perfect.  I have no plans to fall off the wagon (although this week has been tough… really tough) so at some point in the near future I will have to spend some serious cash on clothes.  Financially speaking, that sucks.  I don’t care.  I can’t stay this morbidly obese and expect to make it into my 50’s (only seven years left) without suffering a heart attack or five.

Every single thing that results from losing weight is a huge positive, even when it causes slight negative ripples.  Hell, even the negative ripples are positives if I am getting healthier.  Every single thing but one:  I may have to start taking my wedding ring off for a few minutes each day.  That genuinely sucks.

That’s the one single solitary downside of losing weight.