Hi, I'm Petra and this is my weight loss/fitness blog.
I used to be on Weight Watchers from January 2011 to October 2012, dropping approximately 45 lbs. I've made the transition from unhealthy and unhappy to athlete and this is my journey to becoming a healthier, happier me. I frequently post about my exercise (mostly running, yoga and lifting), the foods I eat, recipes I liked and my daily struggles. You'll also find the occasional tree hugger post, (travel) photography or anything else I find worth remembering and collecting.
I follow most blogs back that follow me. However, I do stay away from blogs that promote EDs, unhealthy methods of weight loss or negative body image.
Feel free to say hi any time!
I think I need a new scale. Or, you know, throw out the one I have and forget to replace it. My weight has been all over the place, thanks to bloating, water retention, etc. But still, it told me that I’ve “lost’ 10 lbs in the last 2 weeks. Yeah, that sounds right.
Since re-starting Weight Watchers, I’ve moved my weigh in day to Sundays so yesterday I weighed in for the first time. I was really happy with my weight dropping down to 149.5 lbs, which meant a 7.5 lbs “loss” from where I first re-started. As I mentioned in a previous post, a few factors (my period, a late dinner the night before) contributed to higher-than-expected starting weigh, so the majority of the 7.5 lbs is most likely just water. Either way, it feels good to be less bloated and just feel thinner again. I did stick to my daily and earned activity points, so there should be some fat loss in there too.
Things that worked for me this week:
Speaking of exercise, I’ve done a lot of upper body training in the last two days. Especially this morning, Bishop seemed to be on a mission during bootcamp. It was a small class with only 8 people and he had us grab those stackable step up benches and then went on to torturing us for 60 minutes. Each us of had to go 5 boxes high and then he had us do elevated pushups (feet on the box, hands on the ground), some sort of burpee variation where you start in a plank, then jump your feet up, do a pushup and jump back down to plank. Another exercise he had us do was starting on the right side of the box in plank, do a push-up, walk your hands (still in plank) up the box and over to the left, pushup and back over to the right. I nearly died during this one. Of course in between he chased us up 6 flights of stairs twice, having us do super-jumps (2 steps at a time). We finished off by stacking more boxes, putting a bar on top and then doing pull-ups. I hate pull-ups. So much.
I can feel myself getting sore already. I can barely lift my arms. Yoga’s going to be interesting tonight. The only good thing is that a sore back/arms/shoulders makes me forget that yesterday my legs were sore. Maybe I can even head out for a job tomorrow.
After March’s WIT being a bit of a bummer, I was ecstatic to step on the scale today as part of my monthly weigh in. I had a really good feeling about it, judging from how my clothes fit and how I generally felt. My guess was that I was bloated and retaining water in March, so I had hopes for the April weigh in. Not to spoil the April goal reflection, but I failed on the Do not step on the scale part of the plan. I did weigh in a couple of times on my bathroom scale. The results had been great though fluctuating so I knew whatever the scale would say at my Weight Watchers meeting, I was fine.
Anyway. I was shocked when I stepped on the scale and it gave me 137.6 lbs. That’s A) a lot less (weight & more weight loss) than I had anticipated and B) it’s fucking fantastic. I expected to see maybe 139 – 138.5 if I was going for it. I was ecstatic! I lie. I still AM ecstatic. I lost 4.2 lbs in April, which is huge, given how close to goal I am. Everybody who’s ever tried (or is currently trying) to lose the last couple of pounds, knows how hard it is. If you have a lot of pounds to lose, they tend to come off quickly at first, especially if you move from a poor diet and inactive lifestyle to a good diet and at least some exercise. Mine certainly did. The closer to goal you are and the more your body is accustomed to good habits, the harder your body seems to make you work for it.
This result excites me for a couple of reasons:
I guess my true highlight of the day was something else though. For those not familiar with Weight Watchers meetings, at the end of each meeting, the meeting leader will call out celebrations, where members are encouraged to speak up about their scale and non-scale victories. Today, this one woman in my group reached goal. She lost 60 lbs in total and when she originally started losing weight, it was due to her doctor giving her the choice to either lose weight or take all these pills to fight her obesity-related diseases. She didn’t want to take the pills and instead worked on losing weight. When she spoke about her journey today, she was close to tears because she was so relieved. She’s a regular at the meeting I go to and I know how hard the last couple of pounds have been for her. It was beautiful to see she finally got to where she wanted to be.
A few more cool things:
My day in le forme du bullets:
A while ago I made a pact with myself: no scale until 2/28.
I have to admit that at first, not stepping on a scale has been hard for me - someone who is obsessed with numbers. After a few days, while the urge to weigh in still was there, it actually felt liberating and I felt like a giant weight had been taken off my shoulders. No pun intended. Now as 2/28 is coming closer and closer, I feel the pressure build up again and it’s quite honestly freaking me out a little.
I’m not gonna lie. If I put on weight, I’ll be devastated.
The idea behind this whole exercise was to prove to myself that I could live happy and healthy (physically and mentally) while listening to my body and its needs and yet still lose weight. The idea that the scale might say next week that I gained is making me anxious. I’ve been thinking about breaking my No Scale promise for a quick snapshot during the weekend. If I stepped on the scale tomorrow and on Sunday, it’d give me a general feeling of where I am, two days to take fluctuations into account as opposed to having to live with whatever the official weigh in says on Tuesday.
I’m just not sure whether it’s a good idea.