So I’m starting over with my effort to lose weight for the 3,658th time. I was doing really well until May when I got it in my head that it’s too hard to lose weight in summer so guess what? Yep, it’s been a huge struggle to lose weight all summer.
I did okay until the middle of July, managing to pare 7 pounds off between May 1 and July 15.
Then, as my husband likes to put it “life happened.” My Mom had some health issues, one of our children was injured and needed surgery, and then last weekend we had a family wedding. Plus in between we had lots of other parties (why do they all revolve around food?)
Can you guess what I did when I got stressed? Yep, I ate and I didn’t eat just anything. I was really picky about only consuming foods high in sugar, fat, carbs and starch. Forget the carrots and apples. They held all the appeal of a piece of cardboard.
Plus, because things we so out of whack and crazy in my life I missed some of my Weight Watchers meetings and up until July I hadn’t missed a meeting since the beginning of the year.
At the beginning of August I started pulling myself back together. I found the courage to go to Weight Watchers and step on the hated scale and was thrilled I had only gained 2 pounds.
For some reason that led me to think I could continue to be haphazard about what I put in my mouth (cuz after all only gaining 2 pounds after eating junky food for 3 weeks wasn’t too bad).
And, then all hell broke loose last weekend with my eating. I didn’t pay attention to what I ate at all (although I can tell you I had 3 pieces of wedding cake). I gained 6 pounds over the weekend! I can hardly believe that’s possible but my scale at home gave me the same horrifying number each of the 11 times I stepped on it hoping it was wrong!
That means I had a sum total of zero progress since the beginning of May 2009. I’ve gained back every pound I lost the 3 months and I feel like it.
The clothes I purchased this summer in a “just fit me size” are a little snug and I feel completely lethargic.
Now I have 2 choices. I can either get back on track and be more determined than ever to lose weight. Or I can give up and gain back all the weight I’ve lost since September 2008 (I’m still down 50 pounds despite my dismal summer).
I’m choosing to get back and track and start once again.
Even though going to Weight Watchers tomorrow and stepping on the scale is going to be incredibly painful and disheartening, I have only myself to blame. Nobody forced me to eat anything. All the junk I ate was, unfortunately, a decision I made. And nobody told me I had to cut back on my exercising. I just got lazy.
So, here’s to starting over one more time!
I know I can do it.
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