|Weigh-in no. 12 (-1.0)|
Last week: 305.2This week: 304.2
Loss of - 1.0
Total Loss -22.8
It's a loss. I am thankful.
Since I'm all about full disclosure here, I should say that I am trying hard to maintain that thankfulness despite being irritated that it's only 1 pound. I know slow and steady is better. I know that my success should not be determined by the amount on the scale. I know all that. But just 1 lb is an indicator of other things that have been incubating over the last few weeks.
Did I count calories this week like I said I would last week? No. And at the risk of sounding like I'm making excuses, I find myself reluctant to go back to that. One of the reasons I stopped was because it's really difficult to do the counting calories thing when you rarely eat stuff that's packaged or has it already worked out for you. Since we cook so much with a variety of ingredients, I've been guessing or keeping a rough estimate in my head. When we prepare something, it would require me to sit down, look it all up, do the math for each ingredient, divide it into servings, etc....and up to this point, I just haven't felt like I had the time as it would probably take me 30 minutes or so to do all that each day and I don't want to be obsessively counting up everything I eat. I want to feel good about what I eat, about the decisions that I make, etc. I want to have a good relationship with food and I just don't think counting every calorie is a good way to go about that if I can help it (but I acknowledge that some people - probably including me - still need to do it).
However, as the blogger Skinny Emmie noted about a month ago, eating too much of the right stuff will still cause you to slow down on weight loss too. So instead of going back to calorie counting (as I've said I was going to do and haven't......and I'm tired of hearing myself saying it, so I'm sure you are too), I'm going to work on portion control instead. I know I've been eating too much of certain things.
But, with all that said about having a good relationship to food and eating the right things, we did some catering again this weekend and it became very real to me that I still can't trust myself around certain things like potato chips (or crisps as they're called here) or cake. I found myself having conversations in my head that went something like this:
Fat Jayme: NOM. *crunch* NOM. *crunch* NOM. These Roast Beef and Peppercorn Sauce chips are good!
Fit Jayme: You don't even like roast beef with peppercorn sauce. Why are you eating these?
Fat Jayme: Because they're calling me. Because they look so good. Because you know I can't resist kettle chips. I love the crunch!! Man, I've missed chips!
Fit Jayme: But you don't need them. You're not hungry. You're just shoving them in your piehole because they're there. All that salt.....
Fat Jayme: Yeah. Lovely, isn't it?
Fit Jayme: PUT. THE. CHIP. DOWN.
Fat Jayme: No. NOM. *crunch*
Fat Jayme won yesterday and today. Because of it, I feel bloated and greasy. ugh. But as I'm in town to do the catering, I'm headed to the gym today (*gasp* on a Sunday!) before it closes and Fit Jayme will get to work out the frustration and try to regain control.
Here's to cracking down over the next week and hopefully seeing a bit more movement on the next weigh-in! It's also getting to be about time for another measurment take, so I'll shoot for doing that next week as well.