bah
Weight Watchers is SO different from Sure Slim.
As I mentioned in my last posting, I like the freedom of being able to eat all the foods that I love (in reasonable quantities etc. of course!) And I feel like it’s a better lifestyle choice for me. In other words, I could live like this. I couldn’t live like SS forever.
That said, the results I got on SS were spectacular. 60 pounds in less than 3 months and that with me cheating fairly often the last six weeks. If only I could find the willpower to do that again for five or six months. Then I could segue over to WW and learn how to live the rest of my life.
It’s not to be. And I’ve resolved to be happy with any losses because a loss is better than a gain (and hey, it’s better than a plateau too!) So this week I lost another 2 pounds for a total of 8.something in three weeks. Not as dramatic as SS, but I’ll take it.
och! how do I even begin?
I made myself promise that I wouldn’t post anything more to this blog until I’d been able to stick to some sort of healthy eating plan for at least a month. HAH! I can’t even keep my resolve on that. But this time it’s for a good reason.
From the beginning I had a sneaky suspicion that Sure Slim would never be a way of life for me. I love things like watermelon and carrots and peas and corn too much to think an eating plan without them is healthy. And in the past few months my longings for food like falafel and couscous have increased too.
These cravings for healthy foods and some health problems had me looking at other ways to lose weight. My criteria follow:
I need to be told exactly what to eat. None of this following my body’s cues for me. I’ve spent too many years ignoring my body and I don’t know what it sounds like any more.
I need to be accountable to someone. And preferably not someone I’m related to.
It needs to be healthy. I love to eat, but when I get to pick what I’m eating I usually pick healthy things. And I actually do crave things like falafel, and leek.
And most importantly, it needs to be realistic. After spending most of my life wanting to lose a few pounds, I’ve finally decided I’d rather lose it slowly and have it stay off for good than have miraculous results but no idea how to keep the weight off. As I’ve edged closer to my mid thirties I’ve also come to realise that it’s more important to be healthy than look cute. Not that they’re mutually exclusive, but it just means that I’m not motivated by wardrobe anymore. I’m motivated by a fear of purple, vein ridden legs and digestive problems. And I think that if I start now I can avoid those problems. The cute clothes will just be a little extra bonus.
And so, about 20 days ago, after much procrastinating, I bit the bullet and signed up for Weight Watchers. It was really hard to go to that first weigh in. But the ladies weren’t judgemental and I wasn’t the fattest person there by any stretch. So far, it’s been fabulous. I’m enjoying eating good, healthy food again without feeling guilty about it not being the protein rich diet I was on last year. I think I’m managing to put together healthy meals with a good proportion of veggies, lean protein and grains. I’m not craving chocolate at all. In fact, I bought myself some of those single portion chocolate bars the first week (you know, the 80 calorie ones) and I haven’t even eaten them yet. I just don’t need to (especially since I found out that a skinny mocha frappucino from SB’s is only 3 points…for a grande! who wants a bite sized 2 point chocolate bar when you can savor a whole frappe?)
And best of all? I think I’m learning to recognize my body’s voice again.
So, I guess what I’m saying is, I’m not there yet. I’m sure I’ll mess up along the way. But getting there.
