I'm coming up on the three month mark of being back on the Ye Olde Weight Watchers Planne. Three whole months.
So far, it's really been going quite well. They say if you do something for 21 consecutive days it becomes a habit, right? I'd like to say this is all very habitual now and automatic, but the operative part of that statement is like to say.
At the last monthly check in, I was down to 164.5. As of last week, I was at 163. I think I was being a bit cocky last month in presuming, "Oh yeah, I'll be back in the 1-fitties by my 44th birthday (March 8, next Monday, for those keeping track.)"
Unless I lose a limb by Saturday (my weigh in day), I don't think that's a realistic goal.
But slow and steady wins the race, right?
I guess it's just a tad sobering to realize when you hit your 40s, it takes a bit more time. It's not like you can skip dinner and fit into those Size 4 jeans by morning. (Oh, how I miss being 9!)
One thing that has been a good thing is finding new recipes and challenging myself to not just do the same old tried-and-true low fat recipes. Some of you pointed me to Gina's Weight Watchers Recipes, and I've got to tell you how much I love her site and her recipes. I've made the lasagna rolls, the enchiladas and the potato leek soup. All of them, yummy and scored with the One Who Doesn't Need to Diet a.k.a. Dan Z. Later today, I'll be hitting the grocery store in preparation to make her Shepard's Pie tonight.
The other thing that's been helping is my new tea drinking obsession. I have finally settled on two teas that I adore. Irish Breakfast for the first part of the day, and Lemon Grass for the latter. It's not just the taste that I love, it's the ritual of making the tea itself. For a very ritualized girl—and one whose rituals went from smoking endless cigarettes to eating endless Reese's Peanut Butter cups—tea is a ritual that just feels much better for my body and spirit.
(Plus I bought their adorable electric kettle, which just makes the process that much more pleasant.)
Finally, I've been trying to make exercise a bit more fun and interesting by adding a goofy treadmill day where I basically just listen to Michael Jackson, sing, and make up dance moves, all while going between 3.5 and 4.0 mph.
Don't get me wrong. There are still at least 4 days a week where I'm jogging and doing incline cycles and sweating and cursing the days I chose donuts over hugs. But every few days it's just me, my iPod shuffle, and really off-key versions of "Wanna Be Startin' Somethin'"
So until next week when I report back with the 3-month layout and numbers, Ma Ma Se, Ma Ma Sa, Ma Ma Coo Sa.
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