Ok, I began Weight Watchers back in January, as previously mentioned.
New year, new start, time to get my health in check.
It was weird at first, micromanaging every single bite I took and how much of each food I ate. I felt intimidated, like some person at Weight Watchers was going to come up on my computer screen and lecture me about what I was eating and how much I was eating- and I was staying below my Daily Point Limit those first few weeks.
It took some time, but I began to understand the point of it all. To actually see what the hell I was eating and how much I was really eating. Not an easy thing for a girl like me to do. But it had to be done. Also, after finally telling a few people I had started Weight Watchers, I learned that I was supposed to use my Daily Points- whoops.
I quickly learned that most fruits and vegetables are no points, or practically no points. And that Double Stuf Oreos are 2 points a piece. That I learned while going through my three weeks of hell with my guy. That's when I became impressed with Weight Watchers approach. They don't tell you exactly what to eat and what not to eat. They let you make that choice. I got to decide what I used my points on. It helped give control to an out-of-control me.
Any other time I have ever gone through any kind of personal hell, I eat like shit. And I wondered if my new weight-loss attempt could survive the intensity of what was happening to my love life. Surprisingly, it did. I got to have my Oreos, only a few a night, but I still got my fix. And I found out about Activity Points during this. I like to walk to clear my head and figure out what to do with my big issues. And doing this meant I earned Activity Points, which I could use to eat something worth more points if I wanted to do so.
Luckily, my love life and my weight-loss attempt survived the dilemma. January was ending and it seemed that I may have just found a plan that would work for me.
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