Coming back after a holiday is always rough . . . especially when the scale at WW showed a 4.2 pound gain on Wednesday. Ugh. It really ticks me off that one week off program (and a couple too many servings of pasta, bread, and cookies) not only stops my weightloss momentum, it completely derails it and undoes months of tracking and planning and “sticking to my diet” (somewhat).
Here’s the bad thing: I knew what I was doing when I had those cookies, those extra servings, those slices of warm herb-encrusted French bread dripping with butter. Yet I couldn’t help myself. I was just like the alcoholic who’s just walked into a party with an open bar. I couldn’t resist the siren call of the high-fat, high-carb foods and ate even when I wasn’t hungry. How’s that for having been on WW for eight months and supposedly learning to eat only when I’m hungry and then to make wise choices? Why do I have NO self-control when someone puts out a batch of warm sugar cookies? Why couldn’t I say no to the second serving of baked pasta when I wasn’t hungry anymore—I just wanted the great taste to continue?
This is why most people who try to lose weight fail. Because we get into this kind of a situation, especially around the holidays, where we cannot resist the old ways of eating—and are usually presented with our favorite foods—and once we get a taste of those high-fat, high-carb foods, we go overboard, undoing all the good we’ve done so far, at least partially. Then, once we see the numbers go up on the scale again, we get frustrated and angry and want to know why we’ve been cursed—why we can’t be like “everyone else” and not gain four or five pounds just by having a good time over Thanksgiving weekend and eating the same foods our family members ate . . . but they didn’t gain four or five pounds in one week!
Then it feels like punishment when we get back home and have to get back on program. Have to start tracking again. Have to watch portion control and fat content and fiber content, read labels and measure serving sizes, and so on. And that makes us start to wonder: is trying to lose weight really worth it? I’ve been this size for X-number of years, is my life really so bad the way it is? After all, at this size, I can eat whatever I want to eat without feeling guilty for it.
But then I think about how lousy I felt when I got home—heartburn, no energy, blood pressure higher than it should be (from all the sugar and sodium)—and it made me realize: YES, planning my meals so that I’m eating a healthy, well-balanced diet IS worth it. YES, it’s worth it for me to get my weight down so that I can feel better about myself and have more confidence (like that great feeling of fitting back into size 22/24s, or realizing that I didn’t need my seatbelt extender on the airplane when I flew to Minnesota in September). I have fewer headaches, almost no heartburn, and more energy when I’m eating lower-fat, lower-carb (whole grain), lower-sodium foods. Sure, it’s a little more expensive at the grocery store, but I’m actually spending less money overall because I’m not eating out as often. YES, it’s worth it to keep only the foods on-hand that fit in with this healthy-eating plan because it means I can eat whenever I feel hungry. And knowing I can eat whenever I feel hungry helps keep me from over-eating at meals.
I’ve sort-of been back on track the last day or so (went to the grocery store Tuesday night and stocked up on Core-plan foods—meats, veggies, fruits, mostly) and as soon as I get a final copywriting project finished this afternoon, will be working on planning out my meals for the next four or five days.