I had all these cool names for my new blog which were all plays on
"diet" and "weight watchers" and so on. I thought I was being so clever
with "Less of Me," for instance. No luck. Let's just say there are many
people blogging about weight loss and dieting and weight watchers. And
they've got all the cool blog names. So here I am with "Taking Less
Space."
As for me, it is day four of my "double w" program--the
plan, the program--the one thing that did work for me (in my 30s),
Weight Watchers. So far, it's not awful. I was really expecting to be
cranky, hungry, bitter, resentful. But it's not bad. I hate counting. I
am bad at math. But I write everything down when I eat it, as soon as I
eat it, and it's OK.
I love to cook. I love food. I love eating.
So far I've been able to do all three. I just throw more veggies in with
whatever and I'm good. Tonight was the first night I went over my
points, but that was because I had walnuts before I counted how many
points were there. Lots of points!
Anyway, no one at my WW
meeting (including the leader) is perky. I hate perky. I told myself if
she was perky, I'd leave. But she was good and free of perkiness. I
thought the room full of women would see the fat, fat, fat new person
coming in. But people seemed friendly and even gave me a few tips
(Laughing Cow light cheese is a good snack.)
I got to say, I've
got a LONG, LONG, LONG way to go. I'm not going to say how much I weigh.
I won't say how many pounds I'd like to lose. Not yet. The number is
too big to wrap my head around. Let's just say I am taking the AA
approach of "one day at a time." Let's just try eating healthy TODAY and
see how we do. Maybe think about the week. That's it.
I have
tried and failed at so many diets, it is depressing. I've tried and
failed, tried and failed. I was hoping if I signed up for WW, the rest
would follow. So far, so good. Because this thing, this plan to take up
less space in the world is taking up a lot of time and space in my life
now. So my investment in counting and measuring and planning and
tracking is work. It takes effort in the beginning. I'm sure it'll be
easier as time goes on. Still, I better lose friggin' weight next week .
I
should also say that I've been to the gym a few times this week. I'm
not killing myself yet, but a journey of a thousand steps, blah blah
blah.
So, I'll be blogging every now and again about my efforts.
Hopefully, I will be honest and funny and helpful and maybe even
educational. Maybe it will help me get to the point where I do take up
less space--in my clothes, in my closet, in my bed.
Right now, tonight--it is the beginning.
