Wednesday found me at my Weight Watcher’s class. During the spring and all the surgeries, I really let my sensible eating plans go by the wayside. I knew i had to do something drastic soon, as the weatherman reminded us this morning that in approximately six weeks we will have our first frost and I have just two pairs of pants that fit. Neither one of them has a zipper.
That alone should tell you that life (and my pants size) have spread out!
But just jumping on the program is not that easy. I found myself fighting with myself today about what to have for lunch. I had no time to go home between class and my hair stylist’s appointment. Should I get a plain salad, a Southwestern salad at McDonald’s or something else?
I finally opted to stop at the grocery store and get some seafood salad. That and a nice iced lite cappuccino, made a good lunch.
Then dinner tonight found me fighting with myself again. I wanted something like spaghetti, but opted for some more noble, like bay scallops, rice and a wonderful stir-fry with my garden vegetables.
But I wanted something more. Sugar. More starch! Sweet anything. And it was a battle.
I know the first week of being on plan is the toughest. Once I get my body back to accepting the low calorie, low fat diet, I know it won’t be so tough. But right now….
Well, it will be worth it in the end right? You know, when I can once again zip up my jeans without pliers!












