(I know I said I wouldn’t turn this into a “weight loss blog”, but I really feel the need to get this written down so that I can refer to it later…. I’m hoping it will be something that will inspire me the next time I have a rough day.)
My Weight Watchers meeting went well this evening. It was about putting together an action plan to achieve a goal. It was also about recognizing certain things, like the fact that the past cannot be changed. I can’t change the choices I’ve made that got me where I am today. I can’t even really predict the future. I CAN, however, make a good choice right now.
Furious at a weight gain of 4.4 pounds that showed up on the scale, I came home and hopped on the stationary bike. I did 20 minutes, and for the last 10 minutes, I lifted my weights for my arms. I was suprised that I was coordinated enough to do both at the same time, but it kept me from the continual “Am I done yet???” question. I had to concentrate on counting my reps on my arms!
I really do think that part of the weight “gain” was the fact that I was wearing jeans and a sweatshirt tonight. I usually wear lightweight jogging pants and a t-shirt, but all of my jogging pants were either in the washer or in the process of being dried. The nice lady who wrote down my weight advised me that jeans really do weigh about two pounds. *sigh*
So, my small successes today are: riding the bike, lifting the weights, NOT eating the chocolate cupcake that was placed squarely in front of me at lunch today, and not beating myself up too badly about what the scale read. I also didn’t just say “to heck with it”. I didn’t come home and comfort myself with food. Instead, I used my irritation to drive me further toward my goal. That’s what I really want to remember about tonight.