Weight Watchers Check-In: That was Then....This is Now

I love food.  I've always thought of myself as a foodie who enjoyed all kinds of food, but especially rich, tasty meals that always hit the spot.  I photograph all of the yummy foods I encounter from various restaurants.  I'm big on presentation...even a burger and fries should be plated to appear to be the best you've ever seen.  Ah, but I digress.  My point here is that while I do love good food, I have realized that I'm a foodie, but also a food addict.  

Light Bulb moment.  

I've talked about this before, but food is my drug of choice.  Food is my wubbie.  Food is my comfort.  Food is always there for me and have never let me down.  I am that person who has  stocked her pantry, refrigerator, and cabinets so that even the apocalypse won't cause me to go hungry.  I'm never going to be without food.  Never.

So what happens when food is your best friend?  Well, you tend to show it.  I'm not beating myself up over it. I've gone through enough garbage in my life to wear the weight like armor....oh wait, I did wear it like armor.  It covered me and made me feel invisible.  Seems like an oxymoron to me.  

What I have also found in my weight loss journey is this....if you don't address the REASON you eat, no diet in the world is going to work.  9 times out of 10, our weight is a result of an issue we aren't dealing with but are feeding to keep it quiet.  If you can look at what you aren't willing to deal with and start dealing with it, the weight will come off.  Love yourself enough to let it go.  It's taken me 48 years to love myself enough to put me first and not feed my soul with food and alcohol.

Fast forward--what seems like yesterday was now YEARS ago.  One day back in July, after having been on and off Weight Watchers for the last three years with some success, I was ready to make a lifetime commitment to myself.  Being overweight was uncomfortable and kept me from living the life I wanted.  So I decided I was making a lifestyle change and not going on a diet.

I can't eat perfect all the time.  Who can??  Sometimes, I do need to sit down and eat some junk food or eat more than "a serving" of chips.  When I have the option though, I try to make the right choice.  It's not easy all the time, but for the most part, I have my diet down to an art.  I know what works and what doesn't.  Even this morning I realized I was out of English Muffins, so I opted for a an egg sandwich.  Do you know what?  My bread and the Lite English Muffin carry the same points....except, dang, that bread was good.  I don't normally eat regular bread.  The exchange won't kill me and it won't keep me from my goals.

Last week's weigh-in wasn't what I had hoped, but I am not upset at gaining 1.4 pounds because frankly, the week before's loss of 2.2 seemed like a lot for the week I had.  It 's not a race and as I look at the last 20 I need/want to lose, I know this will be the hardest 20.  So, I'm not fretting it.  I'll keep doing what I know works and allow myself to live life.

Laurie