Okay okay, I know, I said I wasn't going to make this tremendous procalamation about losing 95 pounds and then not commit to it..
So turns out, not only am I the president of the chub club, but I am also a liar! Okay maybe not a liar, but I wasn't fully committed (only to food... ahh my cheesey, full fat, full flavoured friend!) to my journey.. not yet anyway...
My previous goal of losing 95 pounds has now been swept away (don't get too excited yet..), as I now need to lose 109 ... yes 109... no, thats not a typo, it's what I need to lose... 109 pounds (think of a member of One Direction.. have you seen them in those skinny jeans? My neck is bigger than their thighs... Oh Harry Styles, why must you make my neck look so big?).. 109 pounds of sexy, funny, chubby me.... Oy Vey!
So how do I start? I explored my options (at length, I had to be very sure what weight loss option would be best.. while not actually attempting any of them..,), and decided if Weight Watchers worked for me before, then it'll work for me again... (or did I work for it? Hmm... discuss amongst yourselves, and feel free to get back to me...). I also decided to procure the motivation of Roderigo.. he's very good at what he does. He tracks my sleep, my steps, my calories in/out, and my water intake (among some other things..) and he's dark purple! (did I mention he's a Fitbit Flex? I figured if he's hanging around so much, seeing me at my best/worst, he needed a name!). These two outlets, plus the continued support of my boyfriend my best friend J DD, I'd be a rock star.. (in spirit, definitely not in body.. yet..)... right?
Now I ask myself "what do I do next?" I was a good little WW girl today, and took myself in and got weighed in.. I have a pot with barley on the stove (will add some turkey and veg later for a wickedly awesome soup).. but where do I go from here?
What will happen in 4 hours when my body realizes it's Saturday, and not just Saturday, but Saturday night? The last Saturday of my vacation before I begin work again on Monday! Will I give into the temptation of the bag of chips that I forgot was on top of the fridge (one simply cannot throw away an unopened bag of ruffles!! Or can they? I guess that will be determined soon enough)? Will I be content with Turkey Barley soup for dinner, or will I want to order in? It is Saturday night after all! Will I have a couple of drinks because hey, it's the weekend! I deserve it? Or will I simply behave, go to bed at a reasonable hour (let's say 6;15PM so I avoid everything?) and hit the gym at 7am when it opens tomorrow?
Oh the many questions of life.. and of the weightloss journey.
I was somewhat comforted this morning when I walked into Weight Watchers (oh who am I kidding? I shimmied in, trying to be undetected.. if I could have I would have army crawled my way to the back.. but if I was able to army crawl I wouldn't still be trying to lose weight!) and saw several friends who were on this journey with me 6 years ago.... forget Charlies Angels, together we are the Fallen Angels..
Perhaps together again, we will find success, we will find companionship, and fellowship, support, and sarcasm (we're Fallen Angels, not perfect in the least, and therefore sarcasm is a must!).. and the tools we all need to finally beat this battle we've been fighting for years.. Maybe Fallen Angels isn't the right name.. maybe Weekend Warriors is better... I dunno... sounds like there would be too much armour polishing for my liking...
I have no idea how this journey is going to go, I foresee a speed bump, a botched tire job, and perhaps I run over a hobo along the way, but I do believe, deep down, in my little black heart, that I will be successful.. I will triumph.. someone one day will play a solo on a trumpet in my honour (with a flag blowing in the wind, and little children will flock to be in my presence and present me with flowers... too much?).. and this war will be over..
For now, I am content with just surviving the night. Making good choices.. being successful.. that's really all a girl can ask for.
Until next time (which will be soon! This time I promise with a cherry on top..)
xoxo
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