I can't believe it has been almost two weeks since my last post. I think I have started a new post at least 20 times but could not string words together to make sense. What has been going on? Nothing. I am fighting some winter bug that has me coughing and sleeping a lot.
Thanksgiving was nice. We spent it with my inlaws (see post below). Although we had a great time, sometimes I wonder if cameras are going to pop out and I am going to end up on COPS or Springer. The food was good and I did well in the portion control arena (probably because I am allergic to everything served).
My Weight Watchers meeting on that Saturday following Thanksgiving was by far my lowest point. I have hit my all time highest point on the scale. I was recaping the weigh-in to my mother on the phone and she started snickering and commented that Weight Watchers just isn't working for me. I was about to hop on the defensive but saw the humor in it. She wasn't being a bitch, she just knows me. Deep down, I feel that if I pay for it and go to meetings that the weight will fall off. I have been paying for this service for 15 months only to be heavier than when I started. I am the target market for Weight Watchers. I should win some sort of award for long time on the program without losing any weight.
I know the program works. I know all the tricks and tips. I understand calories in vs. calories out. I get that I need to exercise and drink lots of water. I know this and it normally isn't painful for me to do. I can't find my Mojo and hang on to it lately.
Stress sends me running for Doritos (Duh, I already knew that).
But what am I stressed about??? Why am I in a funk?
Thankfully I am truly blessed and I don't have REAL problems (knocking on wood as I type this). It is the everyday things that are building up my anxiety lowering my desire to do anything active. I am overwhelmed at work, I am overwhelmed at home. Driving the kids around town to get them to school while they fight in the backseat of the car. Living on a much tighter budget. Meal planning, fitting in exercise, fitting in friends....blah, blah, blah....list list continues. It is normal life but I still feel like I am adjusting to going back to work. Santa, if you are reading this, a bottle of vodka and some Xanax tops my Christmas list (half kidding).
Anyway, this post is not all doom and gloom. I feel like now that I know what I am up against I can work with it. I am sticking with Weight Watchers but I most definitely need to find a better way to cope with my stress (uhhhh Running, maybe doing it instead of typing about it would help). I know I have typed similar posts in the past and I am well aware that I sound like a broken record. What is that saying....If at first you don't succeed......
*For the record, I like Oprah cause you can tell when she is having a rough time cause she gets chubby. Otherwise I am not much of a fan....