I never had a weight problem as a kid. I ate what I wanted, wasn't very active, and I was skinny as can be. Then my thyroid decided it was done working and I gained 40+ lbs in a year. I've struggled ever since. I've worked hard about being kind to myself through it all, which it really hard for me.
My engagement photos, while still gorgeous, made me feel fat and brought back all the self hate that I've worked so hard to get past. I'm watching what I eat and doing my best to be more active. I signed up for a weight management program offered through work and I'm struggling. I'm down a measly 3 lbs and we're in week 10 of the program. The other participants have lost 10+ lbs and are super motivated as a result.
I've considered quitting this program and signing up for Weight Watchers. The $20 a month is a bit steep, but I know several people that have had a ton of success on it. While I weigh the pros and cons, I'm following as much as I can without actually signing up for the program. I have a list of 0 point foods and I keep a stash at work (carrots, celery, apples, oranges...) I stay away from sugar and only drink water or hot tea (no sugar added). I eat a healthy, balanced diet that follows all the guidelines of the weight management program.
Every time I have a good week and lose another pound, I end up gaining it all back the next week. It's frustrating and depressing.
Here I am, snacking on celery, AKA flavorless water sticks, and a coworker stops by my desk... "I know you're on a diet, but would you like a piece of chocolate to go with your celery?" ....she means well, I know, but I want to scream. Do I WANT it, yes. I ALWAYS want chocolate. That's a stupid question. ....but I didn't take it. And THAT made me proud of myself. I'm still grumpy and hungry, but I feel good knowing that I made at least one good decision today.