A little catching up is in order...
So, Friday morning weigh in...up 1.6 pounds. I could go into all of the feelings that come with that and how frustrated I am at playing this stupid game with myself week after week, month after month....I mean, really, I've been stuck here or within a few pounds of here for at least two years.
Don't get me wrong. The problem is not with Weight Watchers. I know from experience that Weight Watchers works when I choose to follow the plan. I also don't feel the the two years I've spent spinning my wheels has been time wasted. I have learned a ton about myself and my behaviors and I really have changed my life.
But I'm ready to make progress with the weight loss part of this journey. On Friday morning this phrase popped into my head..."It's time to stop making excuses and start making progress."
So here I am. Resolved to keep working at this.
Friday was a great day. I stayed on plan and ate within my points allowance. (Imagine that)
Saturday was a big test of my resolve. We went to Disneyland for the day. This time, rather than sort of secretly deciding to throw caution to the wind and indulge in several treats....I made a plan.
Before we got in the car to drive up to Anaheim, I planned my food. I looked up and calculated the points for the food I planned to eat. I MADE CHOICES AS TO HOW TO SPEND MY POINTS. I asked myself what I REALLY wanted to have while we were there. I mean, come on, it's Disneyland! So o e thing I knew I really wanted was a Venti sized cinnamon dolce latte from the Starbucks in Disney's California Adventure. I chose to have breakfast there. So even though I have given up artificial sweeteners, I made an exception and had the Skinny Cinnamon Dolce Latte...Venti sized for 4 PointsPlus. I paired it with a spinach and egg white wrap for 7 PointsPlus. And orange slices, 0 PointsPlus. I forgot to mention that I packed a small cooler full of fruit to snack on throughout the day.
We decided to have a late lunch/early dinner at the Plaza Inn and to have their wonderful fried chicken. I had told Vern, in advance that we could either split the meal or I was going to pay the full price for the second meal and ask them to only put the chicken breast and green beans on my plate. We ended up splitting the meal and getting an extra side of green beans. I had decided before we ever got there that I was going to allow the points so that I could have the breast and eat the crunchy skin. I simply knew that I would "cave" and eat it so why not just plan for it?
Oh, but I got ahead if myself. Our late lunch got later and later. We were not close to the locker with the cooler in it. I went to one of the fruit places on DCA but the fruit looked old and was ridiculously expensive. Then it dawned on me that they have corn on the cob at the turkey leg cart. So we both had corn on the cob! I allowed for a tablespoon of butter but I doubt that it was that much. It was the best corn ever!
When we finally had dinner, I had the breast and a big pile of green beans. I ended up giving Vern some of the chicken.
At different times during the day I snacked on an apple, an orange, some grapes and strawberries.
The final challenge was when Vern decided he needed ice cream from Ghirardelli's. I will admit, I have an inner struggle with this. On one hand, he is not responsible for my food issues but on the other hand it's a lot to ask someone to sit and watch you eat a decadent hot fudge sundae. So anyway...I am working on my feelings about his need to have decadent treats in front if me when I'm struggling to stay on plan...but anyway...I had a scoop of vanilla ice cream. Oh, I WANTED one of those gooey sundaes!! So 8 PointsPlus for a scoop of vanilla seemed like a pretty good trade off.
So all of that VERY LONG story is to say that I feel like I navigated this trip to the Magic Kingdom successfully.
I used 35 PointsPlus. My target is 26. I used 9 of my weekly points allowance. We walked over 21,000 steps so I earned 8 activity points...so in my mind the ice cream is a wash...lol.
Yep....making progress instead of excuses...