Back on Track

The last week has been rather crazy.  My father came home for a visit and we celebrated our 6th anniversary.  SO last weekend we did a little splurging, but when I went to weight watchers on Monday, I was surprised to find that I had lost at least one pound.  ONE, it's better than GAINING one pound.
This week my goal was to get back on track, so I have made sure to track everything and measure my food and stay focused.  Monday I didn't exercise, but I have the rest of the week.  Every day this week has been tough, I have struggled with the weather, exercise, eating right, work and everything.  I was pleasantly surprised when I was driving home from work to see that the sun was starting to come out.  Oh how I have missed the sun and the heat.  I can't wait for the sun and the warming heat of Spring. 
Tonight wasn't the greatest night.  We went to my parents and had dinner and they had some treats.  I would be lying if I said I was ashamed that I splurged, but I'm not.  Yes, I did eat a bit more than I should have, and had one to many treats, but that's life.  I wouldn't be human if I didn't have a few mess ups, but what is important is what I do the rest of the day and tomorrow.  My plan is to workout and to make sure that I eat healthy all day and make sure that I choose something healthy when we go out to dinner with my family tomorrow for the last time before my dad heads back to Iraq.  It's all about planning ahead and being prepared.

My New Challenge

Since the beginning of the new year my wife has been hounding me to do something for my weight. Mainly it has been to start doing the HCG diet. Which after looking into, isn't really a diet at all, but a shot. And an expensive one at that. For like six shots it's around 200 bucks. So then she started talking to me about doing Weight Watchers. I have never been opposed to doing Weight Watchers and to be all honest I have done it before. But like all things I just stopped. So I started looking into it, more like dragging my feet at the idea. The problem with me is that I love to eat. I see things on tv and want to try them, or I make crap up in the kitchen. So giving up my food was the last thing that I wanted to do. I was going to my Personal Trainer, but when your not eating right, what's the point?? So one night I decided that it was time. It was right after the Super Bowl. I couldn't breath, I was having a hard time bending over to tie my shoes, and my pants were starting to not be so comfortable. The very next day I went straight from work to a local meeting and signed up. Now I'm not here to promote Weight Watchers.....yet. I want to make sure that I am going to stick with it, but in the past week I lost 2 lbs. That might not seem like a lot, and believe me that is a drop in the bucket compared to the amount that I NEED to lose. But it is a start. Week 3 here I come.