Fridays are my weigh-in day for Weight Watchers. The first week I weighed myself every day and when I saw the scale go down a bit each time I felt a lot more motivated to push through. This week I decided to follow the rules and wait the entire week before testing the scale. The verdict - I lost two pounds. Which is better than gaining weight. Better than staying the same. Better than only losing one pound. But two pounds? It seems so miniscule. Especially considering I hardly used any of my extra food points for the week. Most days I didn't even reach my maximum points for the day and I still only lost two pounds?? It doesn't feel like enough.
This second week was a whole lot easier, though. There were occasional afternoons where I'd wish I could just binge on some junk food, but for the most part I was simply making better decisions and eating pretty full meals without ever feeling desperately hungry like I was that first week. One of my best discoveries has been Brownberry Healthful Bread - one slice is only one point. So a lot of days this week I had two pieces of toast and a banana for breakfast, only using two points of my entire limit. Other days I'd have my two slices of bread to make a 3 or 4 point sandwich at lunch. I think it's impossible for me to ever give up bread completely, so I'm glad I found a way to eat some without it fattening me up. It's pretty tasty too.
Now one of my only complaints is how sick of fruits and vegetables I'm already getting. I don't think I actually ate any salads this past week (maybe my reason for only losing two pounds instead of over three like the first week!). And for awhile I was using fruit, mostly grapes, to sustain me any time I got hungry, but that's kind of old too. I guess I need to find a way to make fruits and vegetables more exciting. Without adding extra calories...
Anyway, it's been much easier this week until today. I kind of feel like I relapsed a bit. First of all, I decided to BAKE. Pumpkin muffins, which were delicious, and only 4 points if I had eaten one. But of course I had two. I don't like using so many points in the morning. Then I took the boys on a super long walk and we got home two hours later than we usually eat lunch. I was starving so I had toast with nutella, chips, and a small chocolate square. I feel guilty and yucky now. But I learned my lesson - never let so much time go between eating or I won't have the willpower to make the right choices. Hopefully week three will be even easier the more I put these decisions into practice.
