Sweet reward

Every week, I can barely wait until my weigh in day. For those of you on Weight Watchers (WW) or ever have been, you probably know what I mean. (Though, I could see how many actually dread these days.)

This past week, I was ravenous. Seriously. I just wanted to eat everything. There was also the day I was cranky about PC and ate the rest of the chocolate chips that he'd threatened to throw away the night before.

I showed him!

Frankly, the hunger wouldn't have been so bad if I could rationalize that it was because I was working out so much. In fact, whenever I mentioned the hunger, everyone was quick to suggest that reason. But truth was, even though I was eating a lot - I was freaking drained. I couldn't talk myself into a good run or a spin class to save my life.

Ok, maybe to save my life - thankfully, it didn't come to that.

No particular reason for the drain - perhaps low level, constant stress as I prepare for a conference in two weeks, worry about taxes, and think about how to expand my business. Oh, and the work factor wherein I can't find the motivation to produce more than bare minimum and feel extreme guilt.

But alas. Today was weigh in day. Another 2 pounds lost. I guess I did better than I thought. Perhaps it was Fish Week that saved me?

And, even better? PC only lost .8 pounds!*

But, the bigger, more interesting component of the weigh in is just the reinforcement that even when it's really hard to stick to it, you're typically rewarded with loss. Even though I ate much more closely to my max points and only half-assed my workouts - it was better than nothing and made not having that hamburger at the beach, or the doritos, or the extra cider...so much more worth it. And, even the one week so far when I didn't lose weight - I remained steady or 'plateaued' - I knew I was out of line, but made the best choices I could (i.e., only one margarita, choosing plain grilled turkey instead of the 7-layer dip) given the circumstances (i.e., multiple social events)

So in total - down 12 pounds since I started. Last week I'd hit my usual steady-state-comfortable weight. This week, I'm below it.  Woo! Goal weight is a mere 5-something more pounds.

This week, btw, is Pig Week.

Last night was ham steaks, sweet potatoes, and grilled pineapple. Way better calorie-wise than you'd imagine. On the menu for the week - pork tender loin, BLTs, pork chops, kielbasa (but turkey form, just don't tell PC).

*This is pretty damn exciting if you've ever tried losing weight with a boy - they typically drop weight if they think about celery.