Overall Starting: 348.0
WW Starting: 303.9
Last week: 289.6
This week: 285.6
Weekly total: -4
WW total: 18.3
Overall Total: -62.4
I lost four pounds. Four. Without doing a damn thing. I have no idea what happened. I’ve been racking my brain since 12:15 trying to figure out where I did good this week. I really didn’t. I ate whatever I wanted and I didn’t work out. I did do two laps around my building at work yesterday (in the freezing rain!) trying to find a car, but I didn’t break a sweat or anything. I’m so confused. I am, however, not mad and I will take it.
I’ve decided to add my highest weight in my little weigh-in thinger just because it makes me feel more accomplished. It’s annoying to me to see that I’ve only lost 18lbs since May. I like seeing that I’ve lost 60+ overall. haha.
Today was the big day at Weight Watchers. I finally got all the info on the new plan. I have so many books and everything to go through. As a compulsive reader, I’m in heaven. I’m especially excited about the cookbook, but I wish they would have included a desserts section. I’ve been trying to Dubify (that’s my word for making things WW friendly) all of my favorite baking recipes but I’ve been failing miserably. I made pretty good blondies using Splenda last night, though. I’ve yet to count the points out. I just ate the last piece of it. Weigh in day is my mega-binge day. haha. Secret to my success or secret to my failure? You decide.
My least favorite thing is the calculator. On the old plan, we had that nifty slider thing (and like I said in another post, it was pretty easy to ballpark what the points were once you had the formula down.) Now we have to either look shit up or enter it into this calculator. Two things: 1) The calculator looks like a birth control compact. 2) It feels really cheap. Like one of those little plastic calculators businesses hand out in their “please use our services!” goodie bags they drop off for us at work. I’m sad about it.
My mother made this ass-kicking soup last night. Chicken broth, white meat chicken, zucchini and an ingredient I don’t want to admit that I’m eating* Best part? It comes out to zero points. I’m in love.
Apparently on Biggest Loser last night, they did some sort of thing where they took old Losers and did something where they made them wear the weight they took off? I don’t know. I didn’t watch it. I was too busy watching something way, way better. (Glee really isn’t better. I just like Kurt way more than any of those crying fatties. I’m mean.) Anyway, I’m thinking about doing something similar. I just have to find a good way to do it. I’ve been measuring my weight out with sticks of butter (as in, I just lost sixteen sticks of butter off of my body this week.) but I’m trying to think of a better way to do things. Maybe I’ll load up a backpack and walk around with it one day. I don’t know. This is just some musing to remind myself to think of this in the future. I don’t think I can even pick up 60lbs. It’ll be fun.
The end. I’m going to snuggle up under a quilt, drink some coffee, and try to forget that there’s a blizzard outside. I’m two pounds away from 20. Two pounds away from a 20 things in 20 pounds entry. I’m excited to write that post. 🙂