Second weigh in

I had my second weigh-in.  It was my third WW meeting, but considering last week I had only been "on program"-- I'm learning the lingo quite well-- for 3 days, this really felt like my first official.

Last night was interesting.  I actually ended up eating a little late and went over on my WW points.  I remember what Matt, the leader, said last week- eat the pie.  I was hungry.  This isn't about deprivation.  I need to learn to eat when I'm hungry.  I also spent part of the evening watching the 9-11 new specials and wasn't exactly feeling great.  I reached for Oreos.  I put them back.  I knew it wouldn't make me feel better or full.  I made a little open faced pizza that was the same amount of points and did fill me up.  I ate because I was hungry, not because I was sad. I honestly assumed I probably gained or maybe lost half a pound.  Oh, and my husband's aunt posted a horrible picture of me on Facebook.  HORRIBLE.  My husband looked great, though, if I don't say so myself!  He was nice and pointed out that it really was a bad angle and I don't look like that.  Regardless, this will be the photo that I use when I'm sharing my before/after story with Shape Magazine.

So after seeing the picture, knowing I ate late and over, I was a little worried.

I lost 1.4 pounds. 

I thought she had said .4 and I was ecstatic when I saw my tracker and what she had written.

One of my girlfriends that goes with me (I need to ask if I can share their names), was sad that she had only lost 1.6 pounds.  I think when she had done WW before she lost weight more quickly early on.  I think she's going to find the same thing that I did- we actually eat pretty well and it's going to take some time. 

So I'm down 2.2 pounds in 2 1/2 weeks.

Works for me.

Matt wore yellow today.  Still had his clapper.  I thought my friend who just joined was going to crack up.  But again, once I got over the insanity, the guy knows his stuff and he's really passionate about it.

Really passionate.

There was a woman who lost 40 pounds.  She very sincerely said she tracks everything.  Even when she's over.  If she ate it, she tracks it.  I haven't yet, but I can see where I will blow something off- (well, I know I ate it, let's just say it's bad, I'll be better tomorrow, no need to write it down, bad girl....)

After her reminder, I'm writing it all down.  I am going to own it like the brochure this week says.

I feel like I joined a cult.

Today we met a good friend for lunch at my favorite restaurant- Firefly.  I think I was good.  Probably not great.  I looked up what I thought I would eat in advance and tried to plan.  Realistically, I think I'm going to just throw in some extra points for things I didn't quite get right.  I'm sure they use more oil than I could imagine.  I worked in restaurants.  I know.  It ain't pretty.

The meetings are clearly going to make a difference.  I know it already.  Going with friends is going to make a difference.  Having a husband who recently lost 100+ pounds is already making a difference.

Compared to other times that I've tried to lose weight, this time it really IS different.  I have support and a real plan.  

I'm still trying to figure out how to fit the gym in.  5 am is still seeming early, but I'm almost there.  And please don't tell me to work out at home.  With 2 kids and 2 dogs, I can't.  I'll share my yoga story sometime.  It's so funny you might pee.  Also, I enjoy the gym.  It's my time.  Unfortunately with my husband teaching an early bird class this year, "my time" is only allotted prior to 6 am. 

So that's the skinny today...  my big progress was not reaching for crappy food to feel better and realizing that it's okay to eat when I'm hungry.

Baby steps.