Weight Watchers: Week Four

I had originally planned to update every Tuesday about weight watchers and then decided that would be too boring; instead I'll do it once a month, which won't be nearly as annoying :P

Today was my one month weigh in; it's been 2 days shy of joining weight watchers and I'm pleased to say that I've lost 8.2 pounds and five inches! Not only that but I feel pretty damn good. I've got energy like crazy and my work outs have become much more productive. I'm more than halfway to my first goal (which makes me VERY happy) and once I hit the first goal, I'll be halfway to my SECOND goal-I like the way that works.

I've been tracking everything online at the weight watchers site; research says that people who use the online system lose more weight than those who do not use it and I can see why. You have numbers in front of you that are updated in real time; if you go over your points it doesn't yell at you or put your points in red, it just calmly adds them to your total. When you lose weight the system congratulates you, when you do not lose weight (or, gasp, gain)  it doesn't chastise you, instead it encourages you to go back to your previous week and see what small changes you can make to ensure your next week is a better week-which I really like. It's hard to be upset with yourself for gaining (like I did two weeks ago-thanks to an amazing anniversary cake AND two drinks...whoops) when the system isn't "mad" either, know what I mean?

Anyway, to sum it up; I'm losing pounds and inches and I'm gaining energy and optimism! I feel great and feel like this is finally "it" for me. I finally get it and my body seems to have gotten the memo as well! Hooray!

End of Week One of Weight Watchers

I finished my first week of Weight Watchers today; had my "official" weigh in and.....I've lost three pounds this week! Woohoo!! More importantly though, I am feeling GOOD. I'm making good food choices and it's obviously working. Thank you for all the nice comments and emails I've received about the lifestyle change I'm making :) Here goes my next week!

"Look at me! I'm 81 and I can do it"

Yesterday I saw the doctor for a full check up, my first full check up in a couple of years and long story short, my weight is becoming a problem for the rest of my body. In the past I've been heavy but my blood pressure has been fine etc etc. HOWEVER this time, not so much (I'll have blood work results later this week, though I'm sure it's going to show that the dr. was right in insisting I lose this weight) The doc suggested I go to our local Weight Watchers for some guidance and support.

This morning I went to my first meeting; I was apprehensive, nervous, fill in your own adjective at this point to describe how I was feeling about being there. I was sitting in a chair and a woman looked at me, smiled and said "you can do this" I smiled and thanked her and she said "Look at me! I'm 81 and I can do it, so there's no reason YOU can't" I told her that I appreciated her telling me that and that I'd like to be 81 at some point as well. She said "Then what are you waiting for? Just do it! You're going to do great, I promise"

And you know what? I *am* going to do great because I *DO* want to be 81 and active and telling whippersnappers that THEY can do it.

So as of today, I'm an active participant in not only Weight Watchers, but also my life, not just for me or my family or friends, but for my 81 year old self whom I have the next 50 years to become.

Toothy Tuesday

The blog has been a bit quite this week for good reason; Saturday while enjoying some chex mix (gotta support General Mills!!) I broke a tooth in half. Let me just state for the record that it was NOT a fun thing to do and if you can avoid breaking a tooth, I would totally advise you to do so. *shudder*

Gabe is not a real touchy feely kind of kiddo, but today I was laying in bed with a throbbing jaw (again, do NOT break a tooth, it hurts) and he laid down next to me and started to gently rub my face. He said "Momma, if I rub your cheek you will feel so much better, won't you?" He laid next to me for a good five minutes and gave me a good snuggle before he hopped off my bed to torment his sister. I love those little moments with him, he's growing up SO quickly and soon enough won't want to snuggle with momma.

I'm getting my tooth fixed on Thursday (not much they could do on a Saturday afternoon for a borked tooth!) So I probably won't be blogging for a few more days. Hope all is well :)