
So this was a disappointing week for me. I thought I was doing so well and looking back at my daily reports, I was. But when I saw what my scale had to show me the other morning, I felt completely defeated. Weird for me, really, since I can usually be pretty reasonable about weigh-ins. I know that my weight can fluctuate a lot. I know that it's not realistic to expect a 2+ pound weight loss each week. I know that when I skip meals it doesn't necessarily add up to weight loss for me. For some reason, though, all that reasonable-ness went out the window and I had more than one whine and dine moment over the course of the last couple of days--you know where you whine about not losing fast enough and then dine on whatever you want just to prove that...um...you aren't losing fast enough? I'm not pretending that this all makes sense, I'm just telling it like it is for me.
But this week's weigh-in convinces me that I need to track in a different way. It's apparently not enough to eyeball my portions and write it all down. I need to be more precise so I'm going to take Peggy Sue's lead and track calories--at least for now. I started today. I downloaded an app onto my iPhone that will help me track calories and I'll know at a glance how many more I have left for the day. I can already tell that it will make a difference for me to track this way since I attended a birthday party earlier today and passed on cupcakes and other goodies. I took one look at my calories I had left for the day and I knew that I didn't want to waste them on junk.
I'll still focus on getting my calories from whole foods, but even whole foods, if you eat too much of them, will make you fatter than you want to be. I can't promise that I can quit whining about this all together, but I'll try.