For the past maybe three years, I’ve not been so happy about my weight. The problem is, I haven’t been unhappy enough to really do something about it, aside from complain. We took some pictures this weekend and I felt like it looked like my head was on some other person’s body. Granted, I was wearing a loose shirt that had dolman sleeves and was pretty shapeless (which I changed after seeing the picture), but it made me want to take action.
So the next day, I signed up for Weight Watchers. My problem isn’t that I don’t eat healthy, because I do, but rather that I eat too much of it. And I’m not talking like I eat too many apples. More like I eat too much hummus and pita chips. Foods that are healthy enough (well the hummus, not so much the chips) in moderation but not really when you eat a whole lot. It’s not even that my portion sizes are that out of control, though they are probably a little bit too big. It’s more that I am constantly grazing. Constantly. So having to be accountable for it might make me not do it. I hope.
My strategy has always been to try to eat healthy and hope for the best and obviously that is not working. What I am not good at, and I hope that this will teach me, is to figure out how what I’m eating throughout the day adds up. Last night, I went to my friend Joan’s house to bake cookies and drink some wine to celebrate her 30th birthday.
Since I knew that I was going to do that, I made sure to have a smaller dinner beforehand, whereas before, I wouldn’t have necessarily correlated the two, if that makes sense.
Jason is doing it with me. It’s always easier to do something like this with someone else. But, can we talk about how much more he gets to eat than I do? I get 26 points (plus the weekly extra 49 points and any activity points that I accrue). He gets 49 daily points! Not fair!
So that’s my plan right now. And if I get pregnant again in the next couple months, I will just quit Weight Watchers and eat hummus and pita chips with reckless abandonment. Kidding. Sort of. Also, just to throw a totally random picture in there, this is how my dog sleeps almost every night – on his back against a wall.