Thursday, July 21, 2011


What things weigh ten pounds? Well, I almost did, when I was born. I believe I was 9 pounds 8 ounces (and I am sure my mother will set me straight in the comments!).

A big bag of sugar weighs ten pounds. A bowling ball - a small one - weighs ten pounds. Some dogs and cats weigh ten pounds, and Google says a gallon of water weighs ten pounds.

But what weighs ten pounds less? Me! Less than I did on May 21st at least, the day I started Weight Watchers!

I have put off writing about the program because it has a silly name, because some days I absolutely hate it, because it has made me deeply address my relationship to food and alcohol on a daily basis (as in, how they is my daily (or thrice daily) reward to self), because John and I are doing it together, and because it sort of feels temporary. Could I stay 10 pounds down? Could I maintain this? Could I feel more positive about my body at any given moment than negative? (This is the biggest change; looking in the mirror and saying something nice to myself. It's like living on a new planet.)

My goal, for those wonderful readers who remember a post from a couple years ago (that I am too tired to find the link for, sorry!), is to lose 20 pounds. Two years ago a doctor recommended I lose 15 to 20 pounds, and I thought, gah! What? How? Eat less and exercise?! Please! Like I can do that!

It turns out, I can! After 5 pounds were gone, my clothes started to fit and feel better. And now at 10 pounds gone, some things are really too loose to wear. And so while some weeks are going better than others, it's an overall downward weight trend, so maybe I can go back to that Doogie Howser lookin' doctor in another couple months and say, look! I did it!

1 comment:

  1. When I graduated from high school, I weighed 155 pounds. Four years later, when Brig & I got married, I weighed 165 pounds. Twenty years later, when I finally (finally!) decided to get serious about losing weight, I weighed-in at 264 pounds. Even now, writing that, it seems preposterous. I cannot believe I allowed myself to get to that place...

    I have not lost any more weight since last I saw you - and it’s been a while. The good news, however, is that I haven’t gained any, either. Too many summer (I mean, technically, it IS summer) parties, BBQs and beer fests... it’s so easy to get derailed. I’ve lost 4 big bags of sugar and I’ve still got 6 to go. It’s time to get back on track. After all, February will be here before I know it. Unfortunately, losing weight is not like cramming for test - you can’t do it in one night, one week, one month and sometimes, not even in one year. It is a process that takes time. You have to drop bad habits and develop healthy ones, and that ain’t easy. But the longer you stick with it, the easier it becomes. Although I don’t do Weight Watchers, I do count and track my caloric intake. I wouldn’t know how to lose weight any other way, as it just makes sense to me.

    Best of luck with that last bag of sugar. When we get together in August, hopefully I’ll be down another bag or so myself.