So I finally took the plunge and joined Weight Watchers July 27. After about six months of trying to decide if it was worth the $40 a month, I stopped thinking and just “did.” My first meeting was pretty good. There were seven other newbies there, so I wasn’t the only one sitting there not knowing anyone else — or knowing what was going on.
First step: the weigh in. I am, officially, at the heaviest I’ve ever been. Ever. And it’s sad. And disappointing. But, it’s also motivating me to make these changes. From here on out, I’m only looking forward — at the good things to come. Second step: the actual meeting. Our group leader talked a bit about the program, in general. Then, other people at the meeting shared some of their biggest struggles (cooking healthful meals for one or two, emotional eating, boredom and how it affects their food choices) and how they use Weight Watchers to counteract those. It was nice hearing other people talk about dealing with some of the same things I struggle with. Today was my first day actually following the Points system, and I think it went pretty well. I met a friend for lunch at Panera. Since I knew where we were going I was able to look up the menu online and make an appropriate choice. Sure, this is something I could have been doing all along, but I wasn’t. And now I am. I also found out that my favorite treat (McDonald’s vanilla ice cream cone) is only three points — and well worth it. A quick walk to McDonald’s this afternoon allowed me to indulge myself while getting some fresh air and not straying off my allotted points at all.
Dinner was a delicious quinoa and vegetable pilaf with green peppers, onions, mushrooms and balsamic vinegar. And, yes, I made it from scratch. I considered adding chicken, but for some reason the chicken didn’t look good to me — maybe I need to go grocery shopping! For dessert: one cup of frozen blueberries.
Plus, I still had plenty of points left at the end of the evening for a small snack. And, for the most part, I haven’t really been too hungry today. Sure, there were moments of wanting something to munch on — but it wasn’t too bad. We’ll see how those moments feel after a few days of carefully watching and recording everything I eat.
The other component of this is making sure I get my booty out of bed early enough every morning to go for a long, brisk walk. This morning I was up and walking by 6. This still cut it a little short between showering, packing my lunch (should do that at night, now) and getting ready for the day. Tomorrow I’ll have to try 5:45. Or, maybe I should just get up and go at 3 when Amor leaves for work. Nah. I’ll try 5:45.