Last November, I faced reality and began attempting to lose weight for the first time in my life, even though I’d been overweight for a decade. I joined Weight Watchers and helped start this blog. I lost 20 pounds in two months — not bad considering it was the height of the holiday season. I broke a lot of bad food habits and recommitted myself to exercise.
By January I was bored with WW and, in February, decided to quit WW and see if I could lose weight on my own. The result? I have lost and regained the same five pounds for three months and have made no progress toward my overall weight loss goals. Some of my bad eating habits have come back, including mindless snacking and not getting enough fruits and veggies. Luckily, I get a lot of exercise, so I didn’t get completely off track in the past three months.
On my birthday a couple of weeks ago, I announced here that I want to be fit by 40, which means losing a minimum of 40 pounds by my 40th birthday next May.
Yesterday, I ate half a batch of rice krispy treats.
Today, I rejoined Weight Watchers.
Clearly, I’m not ready to go out on my own without the help of WW. I need to be forced to track my food, as I’m pretty sure my snacking is the source of my troubles.
I’m going to succeed. I’m going to lose my next set of ten pounds. Then I’m going to lose the next ten pounds. And so forth. I’m going to be fit by 40.