Have you seen Cars? If you have a kid, I’m betting you probably have. I watch it/hear it at least three times a week or so, since my son insists on watching it in the car. My favorite little duo is Luigi and Guido, the Italian owners of Casa Della Tires. They are old school all the way, and I love their little quips that they make back and forth with the other characters.
I woke up this morning EXCITED. I knew it was official weigh in day, and I was itching to get on the scale. I laid in bed for a few minutes, preparing myself for the number. “It might not be as low as you’re hoping,” I told myself. But there’s only one way to find out, right?
So I stepped on the scale. I looked down, and instinctively yelled my favorite line from Cars — “I must scream it to the world! My excitement from the top of someplace…very high!”
Week 3: 197.2
Week 4: 193.8
Loss: 3.4 pounds
Total loss to date: 18 pounds
I swear to you I scared my kids. Yes, I literally did yell that line out of joy, full Italian accent and all. But why is this weight so exciting? Well, I was 194.5 pounds the day I found out I was pregnant with my now 8 month-old. I had embarked on a weight loss journey a few months prior, and I was on a roll. My starting weight then? 219.5 (ouch!). So now, I feel like I’m back where I left off. After 9 months of pregnancy, and months of apathy, I am back. I’m back!
So what made my weight drop this week? Here’s my hunch: Water and real food. Crazy, right? Feed your body well, and you’ll see results! During week 3, I ate a frozen Smart Ones every day for lunch. Sure, the points were well in my allowance, but there’s just something about eating altered foods that doesn’t sit well with your body. This week, I did my best to eat fresh, whole foods, and it paid off! I’ve developed a slight apple addiction as well. I’m eating one in the afternoon, and occasionally one after dinner for a sweet treat.
Was I perfect? No. I didn’t run once. I ate pizza with my in-laws. But what I’m doing isn’t a diet — it’s a new way of eating. I have a true food addiction, and I simply cannot not eat crap once in a while. I have weeks where I can’t pull myself on to the treadmill for anything in the world. But this is about learning to eat normally. I used to eat for sport, and I did it well. Now, I eat to be satisfied.
I saw this on Pinterest a while back, and I was wondering if it’s really true:
And now as I’ve finished my 4th week (already?!), I can say yes, it’s totally true! My jeans fit now. I feel better. It’s amazing what can be done in 4 weeks. I’m no where near done, but seeing little changes makes it so much easier to keep going.
What were you doing a month ago? It was the last week of 2011. I made myself a promise that by New Year’s Eve of 2012, I’d be a different person. I’m on my way, and I’ll be yelling Disney/Pixar quotes the whole way. Italian accent and all.