I guess I'll see how it went!

I was really proud of myself for how well I did at the Pike Place Market on Saturday.  I stayed away from most of the junk.  I did share a very hearty grilled cheese sandwich, but I only had 1/3 of it and the rest of what I had were fruit & veggie samples and a handful of nuts.  I admit I had half of one small personal cheesecake (about the size of a tangelo) from The Confectional but still I stayed within my points for the day.   My boys and I did a LOT of walking around and we were all bushed by the time we got home at the end of the day.

SUNDAY, however, was a different story.  I started off well enough but by the end of the day had not just gone off track, but had crashed and burned at the bottom of a ravine.   Ugh – and the day before weigh in too!  WHY the heck do I sabatoge myself like that?  What reason could I possibly have for wanting to stay fat?  I weigh in tonight and can only hope that even though I wasn’t as good as I should be, I was better than I have been so maybe I’ll see a loss. 

Day 2

Just so you know, this isn't day 2 of my weight loss journey. I rejoined Weight Watchers back in September. This is just day 2 of blogging about it.

I can predict a recurring theme happening which I'm pretty sure will bore any reader to tears cause I know I'm already bored by it: I meant to be good today but gave in and ate too much. Happens all the flippin time. Not because I can't control myself but because I won't. Because I call bullshit on the old adage of "Nothing tastes as good as being thin feels." Whoever said that crap obviously has never had the delight of a piece of coconut cream pie from the Dahlia Lounge or the sinfully good Tuxedo Mousse Cake from Something Delicious! I like to eat and sometimes I just plain don't care what it does to my diet. Take today for example. I started off just fine. Had my WW oatmeal and a cup of almond milk. Had a banana for a snack. Then decided to go out to lunch. The main course I ordered was only 11 points, but the guacamole I added to it? An additional 15 points. Having the guac sent my system into a "gotta have more crap" mode and before the day was over I had 3 big pieces of candy, a cookie from the tray on the work table, and a soy peppermint white mocha from Starbucks. It's only Tuesday for crying out loud and I've just submaried my whole week! I still have our department holiday outing at that great Irish place on Thursday and our friends big Christmas party on Saturday. I mean - I look forward to that every year! Much beer WILL be consumed. So why? I mean, I can try to salvage the week by eating my roasted vegetable soup, which I love, but why would I do this to myself? I know, the thinner, athletic, dedicated people out there just think I'm weak and maybe I am. But isn't this what the journey is all about? Discovering myself? Finding out why I do what I do and what really matters to me?

So there you have it. Will every day read like this? Maybe. Will I have anything interesting to say to anyone other than myself? Maybe. I don't know but on we go.