I’ve been on Weight Watchers now for a year and two weeks. In that time I have lost 82 lbs.
All that is great. But for the last six months I have been stalled.
Since about when my dad died, it’s been up and down. While a lot of good habits have stuck (exercising, eating breakfast, salad lunches), a lot of bad things had re-entered my diet.
The last few weeks I have been feeling like I’ve been turning a corner and feeling ready to get real with it. Then something falls apart and I restart. That is success, but not the kind that shows up on the scales.
Tonight I don’t feel well. I over did it yesterday and I went to the dentist this morning and my jaw hurts. Also, frankly, some hormone issues are going on and I’ve been better (Saturday morning I laughed hysterically at a funny Facebook post and that night was crying over a sad movie. I have no idea if either was actually funny or sad, but there you go.)
I thought about skipping my WW meeting, but in spite of feeling anti-social, I decided staying home wasn’t going to get me anywhere either (very adult decision. I get some points for that, right?)
I’m glad I went. It was a good meeting. I feel like I heard a couple of good things, which sometimes is really all you need.
Even if I never loose another pound, I need to remember how far I’ve come and that I am feeling so much better than I was. I’m proud of all the things I can do now.
Additionally, being stalled for the last six months is not all together bad. Yes, the scale isn’t going down, but it’s not going up either. And hopefully I’ll get going again and I will have that much less to loose again. My weight loss journey is not going to be smooth and easy… it’s going to be hard and hilly.
I am ready to get going again and the biggest thing to do is re-carve out the sugar out of my life. So, it’s back to basics. I don’t have to be perfect, but I know what I need to avoid.
So… Just do it, Tara.
Losing your dad was bound to cause changes to routines. The first year is so hard and surreal as life continues without him – I remember after my dad died feeling that no time had passed and simultaneously feeling it had been forever since I became a half orphan. It’s good to stay in touch with your goals and to realize that there will be days where ‘just doing it’ will be a struggle. And other days when saying ‘just F#%@ it’ could be what you need most to care for yourself in that moment. I have no doubt I’ll see photos of you on horseback sooner than you can currently imagine.