Damn You Dunkin Donuts!

Damn you!

Yesterday, amidst errands, I decided to treat myself to a DD flatbread sammy (I knew it was 7 points) and a coffee.  Well, I was enticed by the gingerbread smell and decided on a large gingerbread coffee.

Oy.

One should look up points on that BEFOREHAND.  Not after the fact.

9 points.

Granted, they were a hot delicious 9 points. But for that many points, I would have rathered a Starbucks, or heck a donut!  Next time, I stick with regular coffee.

I'm down!

I weighed in today at 219.2.

I was pretty stoked and shocked about it.  All the cardio I've been putting in has been paying off.

Normally, I'd dive face first into the nearest cake, pie, cookie, bread or heck, anything and eat out of joy.  But I refrained myself.  I took the day off from the gym to rest my ailing right knee, but did take the dogs for a 25 minute walk.

Yes, I can change.

Don't Be Offended By The Blog Title

If others can find humour in my fatness, so can I...

So I decided to start blogging my weight loss journey.  I’m not sure why, but it just feels right. And when it feels right, you just go with it.

I’m overweight. There is no other word that makes me feel so bad as being labeled as ‘obese’.  I barely top out height wise at 5’.  My ‘ideal’ weight per all of those fancy charts is somewhere around 110-125.  My actual goal weight is 150.  Then we’ll take it from there.  I’d like to be a size 8 or 10. I’m not too picky.

I’m doing Weight Watchers, which will from henceforth be referred to as WW because A: I’m kind of lazy, 2:I don’t want carpal tunnel from all the extra typing and III:because WW is easier.  This is not my first time around the block with WW… I joined back in 1998ish and lost 80lbs.  Then I met The Hubs, and in 2002 we moved upstate and I ate away my depression from moving away from home.  I gained those 80 lbs back, and then some.  I guess there was interest on the 80lbs or something. I made feeble attempts here and there, but I always ‘lost interest’.

Last year, November 11^th to be exact, I rejoined WW. I was in my 2^nd and final year of nursing school. I thought for sure I was nuts to attempt WW again during nursing school.  With all the stress I was sure to fail.  Well, to my surprise, I didn’t.  With all of the stress that I had those last two semesters, I managed to lose 17lbs and keep it off.  I consider that a feat.  It doesn’t sound like much, but I could have easily gained those 17lbs and been 17lbs heavier than I started.  But I didn’t. I LOST.  I am a loser.

Then we moved again. We moved to Atlanta in August 2011. I vowed to make changes. And I did. I recommitted to WW again.  I started at 221. I walked my two dogs 2-3 times a day in our apartment complex, I started going to the gym we have here, I was doing it.  Each week, I saw the numbers creep down and down.  Then it happened.

I hit 213. 

Instead of being inspired and encouraged to keep going, I faltered. Right after I stepped off the scale, I ate. I believe it was a donut. Which then lead to another donut, which then lead to ice cream.  A week later, I had crept back up.  I don’t know why I did this.  Maybe I’m afraid of being thin? I’m not sure.  Anytime I start making progress, I slip.

I’m not going to do that this time.

I re-recommitted this week.  I weigh in on Mondays.  I will be weighing in at home til January, then I’ll resume meetings.  My most current weight is 220.4 and I weigh in tomorrow.  This should be interesting.

Why post my weights? You may be asking… I’ll tell you why.  There is someone out there that can relate to me.  But it also makes it real to me.  You can picture me, well, until I post photos, and it makes it seem more personal. For the record, I currently wear a size 20 pant.  Yeah, I made that face too when I typed it.

I figure if I approach this with a somewhat humourous approach, I’ll be better armed for success.  I’m also hoping that by writing, I can find where I slip and correct it.

So be prepared to laugh, cry, sigh, and celebrate with me…