Week one of my 12 week mission is now completed and I'm very happy with down 2.2lbs. I didn't find it to be an easy week as I was telling you yesterday however I did track every minute of it.
I will continue with that as the accountability that brings is huge.
I set my alarm last night, tested the volume and went to sleep. This morning I woke up at 8am. My alarm was set for 6am and never went off. Thank goodness there's a 2nd meeting on Saturday. If there hadn't been I would have had to race out the door to make it to my regular meeting and not follow any of my day of weigh in rituals. I'm big on the rituals as in same outfit and up at least 2 hours before weigh in sort of thing. Yes I am a geek.
When I weighed myself on my bathroom scale is saw 167.6, then I put my weigh in clothes on and I was 168.1. I honestly thought I'd hit the 167s today as the scale at weigh in is usually a little lower than mine. I got the middle scale at weigh in which I swear is my nemesis as it's also the scale that the judging one mans. Well today she gave me a sparkly red star sticker as she was very pleased with my loss. I was a wee disappointed when I saw 168.2 show up on that scale.
The last time I hit this mark was in April and that's .2 away from my lowest weight on Weight Watchers since I joined many many many moons ago. So in April I did exactly what I did the last time I hit this mark I bounced around going up and down. That ends now. Thankfully I didn't bounce back to close to my starting weight (that happened last time well within 8lbs of it).
I'm choosing to focus on the positive. I'm now in striking distance of that 165 sticky note I have on my computer and wrote on my arm in Sharpie last week. It's no longer on my arm but it might be going back.
Today's activity was my walk to and from weigh in. The way back has added weight of groceries in my backpack and two bags in hands. Tomorrow I want to head to the gym with the gymboss and maybe try 2:1 intervals. I do find I don't need 3 min to recover but we'll see.
Yesterday I watched the Oprah finale episode. I wouldn't call my self an uber fan but I think you have to live under a rock to never have seen an episode. There's been episodes I enjoy like when we were first introduced to Dr. Phil (liked him better then) and of course the "my favourite things" episodes.
I think this episode was the best one ever, she said some very inspiring things that made me think.
As I started to watch I was writing in my journal. I don't put everything on here as it's not meant for world wide publication or it's just thoughts that turn into blog posts. This is an excerpt of what I was writing yesterday:
"I need to treat myself with more respect. Eating crap is not treating myself with respect. Thinking negative thoughts about self is not treating myself with respect. Not believing I can achieve my goals is not treating myself with respect".
Then I watched the show and this is what I took from it:
I am responsible for the energy in myself and all life is energy
Make people responsible for the energy they bring into my space (so thinking of posting "Be responsible for the energy you bring into this space"on my office door).
I am responsible for my life
I am not alone (and neither are you)
Release the shame (for me this is about not feeling self worth, feeling like a shadow and trying to be invisible for large portion of my life and it's entirely weight related)
Stop not feeling enough, not pretty enough, not smart enough, not good enough, not strong enough
Don't block your blessings
Yesterday was more than an aha moment, it was like a switch and the light turned on.
I am so blessed and I'm aware and thankful for that for sure.
168 is just a number, it's not a wall, it's not an army, it's not an indestructible force. I am pretty, smart and strong.
Bring on Week 2.