Today I faced my enemy. He was cold, hard, completely unbending and brutally honest.
Today I got on the scale.
Honestly, I don't usually dread it. But last week I hauled myself back to Weight Watchers after being depressed/angry/bored because of my knee injury. I realized that there was nothing about my leg that was keeping me from making healthy decisions. I was doing that all by myself. So I went to my meeting, weighed in and found out I'd only gained a little. So I was back in the game, right? Except this past week I was absolutely not in the game. I knew I hadn't been horrible, but I hadn't been on program either. I almost talked myself out of going to the meeting. And then I was going but wouldn't weigh in.
And then I realized I needed to know what a week of not really trying looked like. It could have been worse , but I did gain 0.8. Sure, that doesn't seem like a lot, but a year of not really trying would be a gain of 41.6 pounds!
Besides, I definitely needed to listen to this week's meeting topic. Two sometimes ugly words that really do make all the difference: PORTION CONTROL. This week I'm going to focus on measuring my food. Everything from my morning cereal to my glass of wine at dinner. I recently read something from jennifer Hudson who pointed out that measuring our food allows us to have those things we would otherwise fear were taboo. Pizza is only "bad" when we don't account for how much we eat, and how much we can afford nutritionally. When we measure it and know its value we are in control.
I am taking back control!
Your turn to weigh in...
Tell me about your portions. Do you have certain foods that you would avoid because they feel too dangerous? How would measuring those foods and knowing their nutritional value change that feeling? Do you measure the food you eat at home? in restaurants? What tools do you use to measure?
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