Well look at me, sashaying into day three of my latest new beginning with a smile on my face. I’m officially feeling one hundred percent in control of my food plan, dare I even say enjoying it? I’ve got to be honest, going back to Weight Watchers feels a bit like pulling on a pair of my oldest most comfortable slippers, you know? It’s familiar, even though it’s different.
It’s simple. I prefer points over calories. Don’t get me wrong, spending a few months diligently counting every calorie – ok *looks sheepish* you got me, maybe not every calorie – has been a really valuable exercise, in that even though some foods don’t contain points I have a heightened awareness of what’s in stuff. Just because they have a zero points value doesn’t mean my arse will shrink at warp speed if I throw portion control to the wind. I’m not actually eating air, and I get that now. That was the My Fitness Pal lesson, and it needed to be learned.
Wednesday was my first proper day on the new flexi plan, and if it hadn’t been for that pesky gin advent calendar seducing me as I walked past with the promise of chocolate and cherry gin behind door number twelve I would’ve actually carried some of Wednesday’s points over to Thursday. For a girl who many moons ago mastered the technique of wringing every single food opportunity out of every single day, that feels more than a tiny bit impressive. I had points left but I wasn’t bothered about going to find something to spend them on. The end.
Well, except for the miniature gin, as things worked out. But I am starting today with two points carried over from yesterday…just sayin’.
However. Y’all know as well as I do that I’ve been here before. Too many times to count, right? I’ve got fifty fucking years’ experience of being fat and I’m about as far from being an expert on weight-loss as it’s possible to get. What I do know, is that the first few days of a new beginning go one of two ways. Either, the fire in my belly will carry me along until the new regime is established and the Asshole voice doesn’t even try to de-rail me, or he’ll be at my heels and in my head from one minute after midnight on day one.
This time I’m basking in his absolute radio silence. It feels different from the last few new beginnings. It’s like someone’s kidnapped him. He didn’t try and talk me into a mince pie when they were freely available in the office. The box of Thornton’s chocolates I brought home earlier this week to give to a friend are sitting untouched on the kitchen table and he hasn’t done anything twattish like circulate a memo round my head every five minutes suggesting I could open them for myself and buy her another box later.
I’m making the most of this honeymoon period and I’m going to use it as an opportunity to settle into my new food plan. We’re within spitting distance of Christmas, so the next couple of weeks are going to be a bit bumpy…I know that and I’m ready for it. I need to focus on the fact that my skinny life is waiting for me in 2018 and it’s about fucking time I made it happen having spent the last year treading water.
I’ve got a good feeling about this folks…it’s game on 🙂
Do what works for you. In the long ago past when I did “diets” after a while I would rebel. I don’t like anyone telling me what I can and cannot eat since I am a grownass women not a child. All that to say diets don’t work for me. I count calories and watch the macros and lately I have screwed up since I am right at scream weight going into the weekend which is not to fucking ducky. I believe if you catch the screw ups when they are at the one or two pounds up you nip the upward trend in the bud right away. Much easier to lose 2 pounds versus 10 or 20.
I’m glad you are having a easy time going into the new WW program. None of this is easy whether your trying to maintain a long term weight loss or still in weight loss mode.
Thanks for the encouragement Susan…the struggle is real isn’t it, even for you lot who arrived in Skinny Town and work hard to stay there 🙂
You are doing the right thing, going back to a plan you know you use well and that works. Sometimes we do have to come at the old with fresh eyes.
Good luck, you can do this!
Thanks Mimi, I really think I can!
Great work! I was even inspired to have another look at WW (I’ve been on it once before about eight years ago I think, over a six month period I lost then regained 5 kg then gave up) but as usual was put off the price. I think I was $80ish per month for meetings or $35 ish per month for online only. I can get lots of online stuff free. It’s not that I can’t afford it, exactly, it’s just I start wondering what they are offering for the money. I do love starting a new plan though. So exciting and motivating.
I openly admit that I am now taking a couple off weeks dieting. It’s just too hard over Christmas. I’ve been gradually slipping more and more over the past couple of weeks (or months, to be honest). I will start afresh on January 1st: a new year, a new month, hell it’s even a Monday! And it gives me a week each side of Christmas to eat all the holiday fare. I’m eating it anyway, so I’m throwing away the guilt!
1st of January and it’s a Monday…brilliant, the stars are aligned!! It’s good to make a decision not to feel guilty Natalie, I admire that and it’s exactly what I did when I went on holiday. I had a ball. My problem is I completely lack the discipline to get back on it afterwards…if I gave myself a hall pass for the holidays I’d be screwed. But I’m sitting here envying you yours with every bone in my body! 🙂