I started a diet at the end of January.
I am amazed at how weight just creeps up on you.
5 pounds...gee, better get rid of it. Oooh, out to dinner, sure!!! Yep, I'm game for Italian!
10 pounds...gosh, better start watching what I eat. Oooh...treat bake-off at work??? ...and you want me to be one of the judges. Sure...sounds fun!
15 pounds...Oooh my, nothing fits!!! We're going out??? hmmmm...I'll run out and get the next size larger, then I promise I'll start eating healthy again.
20 pounds...GEEZ...Nothing fits again! Birthday bash at my sister's house. I'll bring the cake! to go with the homemade ice cream. We're having tacos??? I'll bring the guacamole and chips.
25 pounds...OK...This is the last time I'm going to get a larger size, I'm gonna start my diet tomorrow...
So I finally started a for real diet.
NO canned veggies or fruit, only fresh. And, no fruit after 6:00.
All food is weighed. No pork, seasonings (cept natural), no dairy, no soda, no.....etc. etc. etc.
Meat only twice a week, and not on the same day as 1% cottage cheese
The rules go on and on...It hasn't been fun, and...I can't call it anything but a diet. It can be a life style change when I get to my goal, but right now, it's a diet. I haven't been hungry, but I'm also not happy. This has been very hard, but gosh!!! I've lost 25 pounds in less than 3 months!!!
I did Weight Watchers, but had hit a plateau, so I had to change to something else and this little puppy worked.
I've got 3.2 pounds to goal!!!! ...and, will never, ever, ever put the weight back on again.
Now, that I've said, "Never"...let me tell you about BF. He's a feeder. He feeds cattle, sheep, friends, relatives, Sophie and me. They talk about this person at my meetings. He thinks there is something really wrong and possible "sick" if I don't eat ice cream. He thinks the perfect reward for me losing weight is a trip to Dairy Queen. He thinks we should eat dessert first...before supper. His reasoning for this is, at our age, we may not live till supper...hahaha!!! He loves taking me to diners, serving fried chicken, potatoes and gravy and homemade pies. He loves buffets and wants me to eat our money's worth.
I'm not an innocent bystander...I went right along with all of this.
So here's my plan...I'll finish up and lose the 3.2 pounds on this program. They have their own maintenance program, but I really don't want to do it...I want to do weight watchers. I'll be limited to 1500 calories per day...if I walk at least 30 minutes, 3/4 times a week (this is no problem)
OOoooh...here's one teeny problem...I'm going to Santa Fe, next week, and already thinking about green chili with huevos!!! And...Quiero un postre, por favor...