My list of excuses has run out, and so, I’m committing, again, to get back to losing weight. Last time I tried, it was the beginning of the end of nursing H. I’m relatively sure now that it was one of the two major contributing factors to my supply dropping off, and her ultimately losing weight. The other of course being her ears.
She’s getting tubes in two weeks. I’ve been tracking my points since Tuesday.
Starting Weight: 277
I hate having to publish that, but I know that putting it out there means some major accountability for me. I’m ashamed of how much weight I gained with my last pregnancy. I can get over the fact that it is very hard for me to lose weight while nursing, but I shouldn’t have gained that much in the first place. I know that weight means my insulin resistance is going to fight against me, that my knees are going to hurt any time I try to exercise, that I have failed after having been successful before.
I need to put that behind me however. I can’t keep beating myself up for the past. It needs to be in the past. I know I can do this. I’ve done this before.
I have tried Weight Watchers before, but it never seemed to work for me. However, their (relatively) recent plan changes (specifically no points for fruits & veggies) seem to fit more with what I know works for me. I need more veggies, some fruits, lean proteins, and as little sugar as possible. They help me with that in an easily manageable way. Right down to the iPhone apps. I’m particularly fond of the bar code scanner. I can see that making shopping a much easier task.
So far the things I see as challenging are that I still want to be able to enjoy food trucks and things that don’t have easily figured points. I’m trying to resolve that by doing some guesstimating and making sure I’m not making them a regular occurrence. Having to track things seems to have two major impacts on my diet. I find I eat out less, but I am drawn to convenience food more (since it has easy to figure points). I hope that I can stick with this and get to a point where I am cooking more. The impact that having sleep deprived parents and chronically sick kids is a lot more eating out than we should be doing. That has got to stop. I can say that, but we’ll see how it works in practice. I suspect that the farmer’s markets starting up again will also help.
So, there it is, my starting weight. Weigh ins for me are Tuesday mornings, at home. I just don’t dig the public meeting thing. So far I’ve been doing pretty well, but I usually start having issues after a week or so. Maybe blogging about all of this again will help me stay accountable. Help me with that, please?