After seriously rethinking my commitment to weight loss last weekend, I set my Weight Watchers trackers to reset on Saturday so I could get going with a fresh start right away. So, Saturday is no my weigh in day. Last weekend when I stepped on the scale (after a night of beer and cheese curds and pizza), I weighed 180.9 pounds. Yikes. This morning (after another night of pizza, but we’ll get into that later), I weighted 179.7. So, no matter how I feel about my eating this last week, I lost 1.2 pounds, so I will consider the week a success.
I think the only thing that made it successful was my activity. I set a goal to be active for at least 30 minutes every day. I met that goal 5/7 days. Not terrible, but not perfect. I had a total of 215 minutes of activity, so I did manage to average 30 minutes per day. I haven’t completed Day 3 of Week 1 of 5K Runner, so I’ll need to do that tomorrow (although I suppose I could still go out in the dark tonight, but that is highly unlikely).
I’m actually pretty happy with my activity this week. It’s not where I want it to be eventually, but it is a good start. My eating, on the other hand, was not really all that great. I tracked 6/7 days last week, and ended the week somewhere along the lines of 65 points in the hole (after burning through all my weekly points and activity points). Looking back through my food log, the overages can be attributed to:
- Saturday, when I didn’t plan out any of my meals and ate 2/3 meals out
- Sunday: unplanned snack of pita chips (2 servings)
- Monday: unplanned snack of cheese curds (2 servings)
- Tuesday: unplanned snack of cheese curds (10 servings – yes, 10)
- Wednesday: unplanned snack of cookies and milk
- Thursday: unplanned snack of cookies and milk
- Friday: mindless eating while working from home, delivery pizza for dinner instead of homemade
Wow, looking back on it, I “screwed up” every single day. It’s clear that the unplanned snack is my downfall. Without them, the dinners out on Saturday and the delivery pizza on Friday would have fit into my weekly point allowance. It seems like I just can’t keep food in the house that isn’t on my meal plan (which isn’t all that great, because Aaron isn’t on the same meal plan as I am). I need to figure out a way to control this behavior. If anyone has any advice, I’d be happy to hear it.
Today was a good day. Although I didn’t have my meals (other than breakfast) planned, I was mindful as I went along. I had my standard oatmeal with blueberries for breakfast, and I added a banana because I was out of milk. Immediately after breakfast I went to campus so I could start working on my data analysis for my dissertation, but I packed a lunch from Thursday’s leftovers – chicken breast, quinoa, peppers & zucchini, and spinach. I also brought an orange, apple, and string cheese for a snack. When it came time to talk dinner, I suggested Indian (Aaron’s favorite restaurant near our house), and scanned the menu for options that wouldn’t blow my points budget. I settled on papadum, a cup of rasam soup, and the tandoori sampler platter (grilled chicken, lamb sausage, and shrimp). I actually snuck my food scale into my purse and weighed out my meat portions at the restaurant so I know exactly how many points I consumed. I still had points leftover, so after dinner we went to the gelato shop where I ordered sorbet. My total point count for the day was 29, which is completely acceptable (my daily target is 27).
Tomorrow I need to get a run in, maybe take a nice walk or bike ride with Aaron, and then focus on grocery shopping and meal planning so I have good choices to get me through the week. An out-of-town coworker is visiting, so I have two lunches and one dinner out planned, AND another coworker has warned me that he will be bringing something chocolatey to a meeting to celebrate an application release we just deployed. If I am mindful, I can work these things into my week. I just need to plan, and somehow stop myself from indulging in unplanned snacks.
One Year Ago
April 18, 2014: Aaron and I went out to dinner with my parents at Braise, a delicious farm to table restaurant in Milwaukee. I can’t look far back enough to see if I tracked my points, but I weighed 174.8 pounds. I was just a few weeks away from running a half marathon.