This morning I was able to take a step on the scale and be transported back to around 2008-ish. That was the last time I was under 200 pounds. I’ve been close several times while dieting in those years since but I believe the closest I came was around 205. Yesterday I was 200.6. Today, I’m at 199.4.
I didn’t start out to lose it this time around though. It just started happening when my pup Bindi started taking a turn for the worse a month or so ago. I guess I just stopped eating. I wasn’t even really aware it was happening. I was around 217-ish and then I noticed that my pants were fitting a bit looser. So I popped on the scale and I was surprised to see I was down to around 210...without even trying. I know the ”My dog is dying diet” which consists of not really eating, probably isn’t the safest way to lose weight...but it helped jumpstart something in me.
From that point I just started to make a conscious effort to eat a bit healthier. Less processed shit, starches, fatty foods...but I think the biggest factor was cutting down my soda intake. It’s a tremendous weakness of mine. I drink a ton of Coca-Cola and all that sugar just turns to fat. That is what I believe contributed to me ballooning up to 237 pounds at my heaviest several years back.
So instead of having 3-4 cans/bottles a day on average (I know...I know), I’ve cut it to about 2-3 cans a week...as a treat. Not to say I don’t crave the shit out of it daily. I miss drinking my Coke on the regular more than cutting out any specific types of food. But I’m really learning to enjoy unsweetened iced tea as of late. It’s no Coke...but I feel good chugging it.
The rest comes to counting my points through Weight Watchers...which is something I’ve done in the past. I get 43 a day although I don’t know if that’s going to lower now that I’m below 200. Gotta check into that today. But this has made me start eating more fruits and veggies again which I always enjoyed but opted for the easier packaged snack instead.
One of my guilty pleasures now is a fat free instant vanilla pudding that I chuck fresh berries into. That’s only a couple of points and it’s filling, sweet, and makes me feel as though I’m not a piece of shit housing a huge bowl of ice cream loaded with toppings as I would opt for in the past. See?
I just gotta find one going forward that’s not made with Aspartame as that shit is awful in other ways.
All this along with more walks at night has made for a slight boost in my cracked and fragile self esteem as of late. Well needed and welcomed and is the first step on my path to rebuilding myself and healing. Now to tone up!!!
Blewitt