So tonight I’m joining Weight Watchers. I’ve always been candid on this blog site (or at least to the extent I avoid hurting others or sharing things I don’t feel like sharing). It isn’t a proud moment for me. I’ve never been skinny. I just don’t think it is in the cards for me. So my goals are modest. I just want to be a healthy weight. I can not say I’m anywhere near that right now. Lord knows I have been vigilant too. I think we all tend to put on weight somewhere between college and 30 and being a fat kid, I was always aware of that danger. Imagine if I had not been going to the gym? Yet the gym is deceptive. Working out 45 minutes a day doesn’t give you the right to drink Coke like water and eat whatever you feel like.
I need guidelines and borders and real measurable things like what a portion size is. I have no concept. Apparently neither do most people from the looks of folks these days. My pride for the longest time has kept me from pursuing a weight loss plan. I like to think I can do things myself. I know what is healthy. We all do. Unfortunately the minute you start telling yourself you have to avoid something (like sugar or fat) you immediately begin to crave it. That has been my experience. Weight Watchers is good because it doesn’t tell you that you can not have certain foods. You can go have a Big Mac. The catch is you have to either eat dressing-free salad the rest of the day or exercise like crazy to get allocated more food. So in effect, there is no “cheating” but instead real and tangible repercussions. I might not make the connection that that Snickers I had in July is the reason why I’m not able to fit into my pants today, but I certainly can make the connection to the Snickers I had this morning as the reason why I’m eating a bland Lean Cuisine for lunch.
I think it is that association that most fat people lack. You ask me and I’ll tell you I work out and I don’t think I eat anymore than anyone else. Honestly, it feels true to me as I’m sure it does to many people who seek drastic and desperate solutions in things like Gastric Bypass. I’m not the guy you point and laugh at sitting by the mall Starbucks who spills over the side of the bench. I am, however, heavier than I should be. Unfortunately our society of excess has made me part of the majority. I’m planning to make an honest effort this time to make lifestyle changes. I may bore you with rich and vivid detail of what I eat every day or I may never mention this quest again on the blog. Shame filled and failed attempts at weight loss can destroy anyone’s desire to share or get their hopes up. Accountability might be good, but rest assured how much of my success or failure is documented on this blog will be based purely on which serves the greater good. In this case, that is my health and happiness.
I need guidelines and borders and real measurable things like what a portion size is. I have no concept. Apparently neither do most people from the looks of folks these days. My pride for the longest time has kept me from pursuing a weight loss plan. I like to think I can do things myself. I know what is healthy. We all do. Unfortunately the minute you start telling yourself you have to avoid something (like sugar or fat) you immediately begin to crave it. That has been my experience. Weight Watchers is good because it doesn’t tell you that you can not have certain foods. You can go have a Big Mac. The catch is you have to either eat dressing-free salad the rest of the day or exercise like crazy to get allocated more food. So in effect, there is no “cheating” but instead real and tangible repercussions. I might not make the connection that that Snickers I had in July is the reason why I’m not able to fit into my pants today, but I certainly can make the connection to the Snickers I had this morning as the reason why I’m eating a bland Lean Cuisine for lunch.
I think it is that association that most fat people lack. You ask me and I’ll tell you I work out and I don’t think I eat anymore than anyone else. Honestly, it feels true to me as I’m sure it does to many people who seek drastic and desperate solutions in things like Gastric Bypass. I’m not the guy you point and laugh at sitting by the mall Starbucks who spills over the side of the bench. I am, however, heavier than I should be. Unfortunately our society of excess has made me part of the majority. I’m planning to make an honest effort this time to make lifestyle changes. I may bore you with rich and vivid detail of what I eat every day or I may never mention this quest again on the blog. Shame filled and failed attempts at weight loss can destroy anyone’s desire to share or get their hopes up. Accountability might be good, but rest assured how much of my success or failure is documented on this blog will be based purely on which serves the greater good. In this case, that is my health and happiness.
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