Yesterday was Week 4 Weigh-in with Weight Watchers. (yeah, don’t try to say that 5 times fast) I had my first gain since rejoining. I had a “stay -the-same” but not a gain. The only surprise about this weigh-in was that I only gained 8/10 of a pound.
I realized something.
When the nice WW lady has me step on the scale, she just tells me what I am up or down or if I stayed the same. I never have to look at the scale. I never have to do that little scale-dance. You know the one, where you jump on and off the scale at least 4 times to make sure you have the lowest weight. I truly am using the scale as just one tool.
This past week…
I ate like crap.
I did not track.
I did not workout consistently.
I did not drink enough water each day.
So, a little gain is to be expected.
This week’s WW meeting topic was stress/emotional eating. We talked all about what stresses us and what we eat when we are stressed. We talked about things to do instead of eat when we are stressed.
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It was a good meeting, full of useful tips. I would like to say I have eaten better since weigh-in but I have NOT. I have definitely been letting my birthday and stress about things I can’t really blog about (sensitive, work stuff) be my excuse to eat like crap all damn day.
I have plenty of ways to combat the emotional eating, I just haven’t used any of them.
This week I have plans. BIG plans. I am starting New Rules of Lifting for Women (#NROLFW). I will be blogging about that with my Iron Sisters – a lovely group of crazy biotches that thanks to twitter by way Shrinking Jeans I now call friends and sisters and sometimes skanks.
I will not beat myself up for the last week. I will instead focus on the week ahead. I am in this for so much more than weight loss. I am in it to be strong and healthy and physically fit. I will continue to work on my recovery, because that is still a long road. I have many many #babysteps to take. Work that must be done. Work that is mental and physical, food and non-food, inside and out.
I don’t really care what the number is on the scale. My jeans are too tight to wear comfortably. I feel mushy and fat. and out of breath. and achy (ok, part of that is surgery/recovery related). That is seriously not about a number on the scale. I know all these feelings are directly related to what I am eating. I have been eating like crap so I feel like crap. hmmm. I need to track and focus on eating real food.
I am hoping that making a commitment to workout regularly…and I made one heck of a commitment…helps with the rest, including my eating. Those Iron Sisters are some serious accountability. Plus Kerry is my IRL friend and we joined the gym together. I need to get back in the workout groove. I tend to eat better when I am physically active. Sore muscles are good reminders to eat wisely.
Week 1 of #NROLFW here I come!
Better eating here I come!
WW Week #: 4
Total Loss: -3.6lbs
This Week’s change: +0.8
WW starting date: 1/28/12
week 1 (2/4/12) -3.6
week 2 (2/11/12) no change [period week]
week 3 (2/18/12) -0.8
week 4 (2/25/12) +0.8