I love food.
I had a "weight loss specialist" ask me, "Do you eat to live or live to eat?"
I had the wrong answer.
Thanksgiving gives homage to butter in my book. It is a gastronomic day of yum. Gravy, potatoes, creamed corn, desserts, dressing, dressing, dressing.
This year is it going to be somewhat different.
I hurt my knee in June. Babied it all summer. Gave in and went to an orthopedist in September. I've got terrible arthritis in my right knee. Cortisone shot--check. Physical therapy -- check. Specific exercises-- check. Weight loss--
Weight loss......oh, my! I have started Weight Watchers online and I can now say---CHECK! I have a long way to go. Dr. Lee, my orthopedist, is pleased. He is encouraging. Yesterday he talked about how the more weight I take off.....less pressure.....knees.....ankles.... "physics speech" to me, I nodded and grinned. NOTE: This technique, nodding and grinning, will get a person through most situations--unless you have been accused of a bank robbery-- don't nod and grin then).
Weight Watchers will be with me this Turkey Day. I have been saving my weekly points and I know I won't overeat. You know why? My knee feels so much better. And my jeans fit.
Erin, I lost a bunch of weight last year with a pretty strict diet and exercise regime. I gained some back, but still slimmer than I was before the whole process. Like you, I LOVE to eat, and it is always a struggle. I tell Natalie all the time that I am missing whatever trigger is supposed to tell me that I am satiated. I have a bottomless appetite, and I usually just stop eating when I notice no one else is still eating. I did read a ton on nutrition last year if you are ever interested in reading some good books, I can recommend a few. I am REALLY good at researching weight loss. I excel at theory, practice is another story.....
ReplyDeleteCongrats on your recent weight loss! However, the whole thing is a dirty trick and ticks me off. As a youngin', through two children, and half way through my thirties, I could eat whatever I want whenever I wanted. Now, all that joyful social eating will result in pants that don't fit. I have worn the same size since I was fifteen years old. That means I have dozens of pairs of pants that don't fit.
ReplyDeleteNow, I am on self-inflicted restriction...but it doesn't feel like a diet...it feels like I got in trouble and I am on restriction. I never realized how much social joy there is in sharing chips and salsa and a margarita. I am a social eater and this whole counting calories thing just pisses me off. I want my Pino Grigio and drink it too!
Just sayin'