I have been on Weight Watchers for 28 weeks now. I consider it 20, though, because I skipped 8 meetings in a row and wasn’t sticking to the plan very well. But really, I was paying for the meetings I missed, so I might as well hold myself accountable and count those weeks.
Before I break down and tell you how the scale treated me last night, I am going to you give a run-down of some of the things I ate this past week:
There you have it. NINETY-THREE POINTS worth of food I shouldn’t have eaten. That’s an average of 13.2 points per day of junk I shouldn’t have shoved in my mouth. I won’t make excuses, because I made the CHOICE to eat all of it.
Obviously, by now you’ve realized I gained weight on the scale this week. Not a lot, only .6 pounds, but still– a GAIN.
I always feel guilty after weigh-ins like this. I could almost kick myself thinking of all the hours I put in working out, only to waste it. I could have been burning off fat and building muscle, but instead I used all that exercise to get rid of most of the crap I had eaten that week.
Did it make me feel good after I ate that crap? No, it didn’t. Not one bit. Actually, since I’ve been eating healthy for a while now, it makes me feel miserable eating a lot of fat or sugar. I feel lethargic, bloated, and tired when I don’t eat the right foods. I tracked all of it in my food journal so I knew it was bad. I used all my daily points, all of my activity points, and all my extra weekly allowance points. Yet, I was STILL in the hole 26 points for the week. That’s bad. Had I not been exercising, who knows what the scale would have read last night?
Lesson learned. I’ve got to quit sabotaging my progress and make better choices.