Pounds that is. Checked into Weight Watchers this morning and I’m down three+, which puts me past my five percent weight loss goal (and for which I got a sticker! Woo hoo!). I wasn’t sure how a vacation weekend would affect my diet, and I was sure I had lost a little, but I sure wasn’t betting on more than three pounds! I’m chalking it up to lots of walking, and being vigilant about no sauces in restaurants.
Now for the second phase: losing the next five percent of my body weight, which will put me down to my wedding weight. That’s where it gets scary. I’ve always been able to maintain my current weight for a years at a time (not counting the pregnancy years), but when I’m down to wedding weight, which is low for me but the high end of the WW acceptable range for my height, I have a hard time maintaining it for more than a few months. I would prefer to stay there, but I will have to be dedicated to the level of exercise and mass-consumption of vegetables that I have taken up since starting WW in April.
That part is not so hard, really. I much on veggies as my go-to snack now, keeping a bag of carrots in the car and devouring spinach like this: Yesterday, during our lonnng drive (extra 1.5 hrs. of traffic) home from the Thousand Islands, I was munching on a bag of baby spinach like it was chips – in avoidance of eating the actual chips in the car – when I asked Bulldog what he wanted to eat from the big bag of semi-junk. “I’ll have some of your leaves,” he said, and I was glad to give them to him.
The hard part is dessert, and Shabbat. And Shabbat dessert. Because at Shabbat dinner, I don’t want my steamed broccoli (0 points), I want broccoli kugel (4 points). And challah (3 points), and babka (don’t ask). During the week I eat white meat chicken because it’s only 3-4 points, but on Shabbat I want a chicken thigh with the skin (5 points) and maybe a wing after that (another 3 points). Since you get 26 points for the whole day, you can see how this is a problem meal. So I eat very light on Fridays, so I can not think too much/feel too guilty about Shabbat dinner.
That Memorial Day weekend coincided with Shavout wasn’t so problematic for me, since we (sorry, God) didn’t do much about it except have blintzes. Was it a weighty issue for you?