29 Gifts, Day Sixteen: The Gift of Skinny
May 16th, 2011
Today I gave myself a gift: I joined Weight Watchers. Having reached my pre-Buggie weight, I’ve gotten seriously stuck and I feel like the clock is ticking. Breastfeeding helps you shed pounds, but every day, the little man is eating more and more “real food” and before I know it, the boob juice weight loss plan will have come to an end. I have a couple friends who actually gained back a chunk of weight when they stopped nursing. Horrors!
Josh and I joined together and I’m happy to have a companion on the weight-loss journey. We’ve tried other methods — mostly by trying to cut out things like sweets or pizza. And it usually works. For about three weeks. Then we fall off the wagon: he starts eating Doritos and I hit the cookies. To each his own weakness, I guess. Sadly, we aren’t very good at holding each other accountable, either. One of us gets a hankering for a treat and the other caves instantly. Oops.
I like the framework of the Weight Watchers approach. All foods are assigned point values and you have a daily point allowance. You also have a cache of bonus points each week you can use to treat yourself (hello, Starbucks chai!) so that you don’t feel deprived and lose your motivation. In theory, once you settle into the program, you should lose about 2 pounds a week. The system sets targets for you, based on your starting weight, age, etc. I consider it a sign that my first weight target happens to be precisely my pre-Mouse weight!