Mysteries of the Scale

Confession: I have gone over my Points religiously for the past three months (to the tune of 40, 50, 60 Points OVER the allotted amount). And I have barely worked out. I completely expected a 5-7 lb gain, based on how my clothes had been fitting.

Yet the scale tells me I have lost 2.2 lbs since my last weigh-in in September. WTH, right?! Continue reading “Mysteries of the Scale”


Things that make you go hmmmm…

This week I completely expected to see a gain on the scale–even though it was supposed to be my first week back “OP” (what we Weight Watchers refer to as “on program” or “on plan”).

Last week I made it to the gym at 5:30 M-Th as I’d hoped, and took Friday off. I planned to go to Zumba Saturday but hubby had a study group and daycare at the gym doesn’t open til 9 (class is at 8:15) and then Sunday we had too much going on to carve out time to go, so I made do with long walks and lots of house-cleaning. But in spite of thinking more about my choices, my eating was still pretty craptastic … and I went over my Points by 48.

Seriously, again! #FAIL Continue reading “Things that make you go hmmmm…”

To Buy or Not to Buy [a scale] …

That is the question.

I haven’t stepped on the scale in about two months now — and lord knows I ought to (I’ve been eating a ton of extra Points per week + travel + minimal workouts).

But when I finally mustered up the courage to check on the damage this week [yes, I am deliberately choosing “damage”], I was greeted with a big fat nothing: our scale was broken.

I’ve had this particular scale since 2006, so it has had a pretty long shelf-life … but we keep it in the bathroom and, well, moisture + electronics don’t tend to go hand in hand. In other words, it was bound to die at some point … I just didn’t expect it to be now — when I actually wanted to see where I stood!

Le sigh. Continue reading “To Buy or Not to Buy [a scale] …”

When Words Flatter

Late this summer I was feeling self-conscious that though I was five months pregnant, I didn’t look “pregnant enough.”

My belly was small but growing … and just when I finally felt like I looked pregnant (i.e., 20-22 weeks) a comment someone made really upset me. I shared the incident in this post, “When Words Sting.”

Well, imagine my surprise when, yesterday, the person who had made that comment over the summer paid me a lovely compliment! Continue reading “When Words Flatter”

Seven Years

Today marks seven years  I’ve been on Weight Watchers. (You can read my 5-year WW anniversary post here)

Seven years of journaling (for better or worse).

Seven years of a commitment to health and fitness (for better or worse).

Seven years of changing clothes sizes (for better and for worse).

During these seven years I have changed so much …  physically, mentally, and emotionally. I’m not the same person I was 7 years ago at 24 … and I’m not even the same person I was two years ago at 29. Continue reading “Seven Years”

One Pregnancy Pound to Go …

This Friday, the scale (a simple tool of measurement today, not the dictator of my life like before) told me I had one pre-pregnancy pound to lose.

I was pleased to know this stat, but given the fact that most of my pre-pregnancy clothes (pants, specifically) no longer fit … it’s hard to get too excited: I still have work to do to tone up and get my body into better shape.

I know what to do, and am doing it — but without the obsessiveness of the past. I’m not beating myself up for any of it; I’m just stating it as a fact. It is what it is.

Continue reading “One Pregnancy Pound to Go …”

Post-Partum Jeans Shopping: Dressing for the Here & Now

A long time ago, I wrote a post at WeAretheRealDeal called “Dressing for Me” that I revisited tonight.

You see, in October 2009, I finally came to terms with no longer being a size 8 (at least not in pants).

That month, I bought my first post-WW pair of size 10s, a blow to my former size-6’s ego. Though I still fit into some size 8s in my closet, I was definitely squeezing myself into them … and it wasn’t pretty. I knew needed to buy a size up and so, as I described in that post, I bit the bullet. The world did not come crashing down, no one judged me and life carried on.

Then came pregnancy.I didn’t gain a ton of weight (25 lbs total) but my body definitely changed. Continue reading “Post-Partum Jeans Shopping: Dressing for the Here & Now”