It was a week ago yesterday that I experienced my wake up call. Keeping true to what goals and guidelines I have set for myself, I got back on the Wii Fit yesterday to get my weekly weight update. I haven’t been what I consider extremely or even moderately active. I have been doing yoga every morning, spending more time outside and trying to eat healthier. I haven’t been perfect. It is almost impossible for me to walk past a baking sheet that has fresh baked cookies on it. The siren’s smell of chocolate and vanilla calls me to the rocky weigh-in demise. I need the willpower of a saint to make it past that deceptive yet magnificent sensory overload. It is a skill I have yet to master.
Like most overweight people, I have a love/hate relationship with food. I am what I refer to as a Serial Snacker. I could go to the store and no matter what I went in for somehow walk out with snacks for work, the car, and the kid. Not too long ago, after I’d come across a Pringle sale, I’d sit at my desk and through the course of a day eat the entire can of Pringles combined with an Arizona Raspberry Ice Tea. I’d get my salty and my sweet all in one go. I’ve done that more times than I’d care to admit. Yet, it didn’t faze me, it was just a snack. It didn’t seem like you were eating a lot when you were eating a few here, a couple more a bit later, finishing it up by the end of the day. No one said, “Wow, you ate that whole thing today?” Even if they had my response probably would have been something like, “Oh I’m sorry, did you want some too? I have another can right here.”
The same issue presents itself with sweets. They are, without a doubt my greatest weakness. I could make a batch of brownies and throughout the day eat at least half of them without feeling sick or even taking account how many I had already eaten. All I knew was that there was chocolate in the house and it was right there on the counter top waiting for me. It’s too easy to walk by and pick one up; when you’re in that cycle your brain doesn’t even recognize what your body is doing. Given time I’m sure I could finish the pan to myself, easily.
My Ah-Ha Moment:
Getting on the Wii Fit board I don’t expect anything different from last week, hoping only to get in the habit of this weekly weigh-ins. In fact, I’m praying on the inside that I haven’t GAINED any more weight! I fire up the Wii and get my profile loaded. Again, the silly thing claims it’s thinking while it measures my differences from last week to this week. When it pops up the screen this time it makes my jaw drop again, but this time for a much more positive reason. I LOST 6.8 LBS! Yes, still in the obese bracket but still, 6.8 lbs! In a week! Without Insanity!
How the heck did this happen? It takes a bit to dawn on me but I eventually figure out that it’s the food, the healthier choices I’ve been making this entire week. No prepackaged anything, we have cooked everything from scratch. Eggs and whole wheat toast in the mornings instead of sugary cereal… yogurt and fruit smoothies instead of milkshakes... cheese sticks and fruit instead of chips and crackers. I haven’t been starving myself; in fact, I haven’t felt the pangs of hunger this entire week.
It all comes down to what I have chosen to eat. I start to feel that conscious decisions are part of the key to permanent weight loss. I have been more aware of what I have been eating instead of just shoving everything into my mouth and it has made a difference. I make my lunch for work before I have to leave for work, cutting out on the last minute grab-and-go decisions.
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