I stepped on the scales last week and got the shock of my life: 265 pounds! What is this - I'm not a fat woman. But I am. And it's time to do something about it. I joined
Weight Watchers online and am on the Flex program, which allows me to pretty much eat what I want within a certain number of points. At the moment, I'm supposed to have 30 points a day, but that will go down as I lose weight.
Funny, I'm not afraid this time. I have lost weight any number of times, but it always comes back. Excuses? Mostly I like to eat, and it's so much easier to just stop off for something or glop up something quickly rather than really think about what I'm eating. I'm not much of a cook, but I suppose I'd better learn.
At the moment, my favorite quick thing to eat is a half a pita pocket with an ounce of hummus, some alfalfa sprouts and chopped up tomatoes. Pretty good, but then, I like all of those things. I'm hoping that's two points - I did the math several times, and it looks right.
I also ate sugar free fat free Jello chocolate pudding last night made with skim milk. Unless I'm mistaken, and I really do have a lot to learn, the whole box is seven points. I've got a lot to learn about counting points, but I hope this is right.
The second day I was on the program my boss, who is used to feeding me, brought me a plate of fried catfish, potato logs and fried okra - and a big piece of apple pie. The okra is no temptation, but the rest of it stayed on my desk all day, until I finally gave in and ate the potatoes - counted them at 13 points but I really have no idea. I tossed the rest of it in the dumpster in back of the office after he left.
I took my short walk, about ten minutes. I've decided that I'm going to keep it fairly short until my chest stops hurting when I exercise. Lucy (my keeshond) is in shock that she's getting taken on longish walks.
So - today is Easter Sunday - a great day for new beginnings.
Comments welcome.