Tuesday, April 1, 2008
I think I've been pretty lucky, all the way around. I recognize that this isn't the case for a lot of people attempting to lose weight and make a lifestyle change (DIET. DIET DIET DIET!!! Argh. I feel so PC when I say Lifestyle change... )
I'm in a fairly controlled environment. Much like the traditional white laboratory rat.
I'm a housewife. With a pre-school aged child. Without access to a car. Without lots of real life friends in the area.
You can't get much more controlled than that.
I don't get unexpected leftover birthday cake in the company office. I don't have co-workers with mini chocolate bars on their desks. I don't have to go out for business lunches. I don't even have loads of friends who show up on the weekends and want to go out for drinks.
My husband's doing this lifestyle change with me, so I don't have to contend with fixing one meal for him and one meal for myself. (The way my mother always did, except what she did was fixed him dinner and didn't bother to eat her own dinner for days at a time...) My daughter? She's so much of a not-sweets-aholic that she's still got most of a bucket of Halloween candy left over. (It's perched on the corner of the top of my desk, but most of the time, it doesn't tempt me.) My husband does the grocery shopping with me, so he'd know if I gave into an impulse buy and brought something into the house that we shouldn't eat.
I do a lot of my non-grocery shopping on line. I love the convenience of having something shipped to me, and then I don't have to go to the mall and fight with crowds and lines and not finding what I want. And thus, don't have to walk by the Aunt Annie's pretzels, or the Cinnabon, or whatever it is that smells good. I don't even watch a lot of TV... (have you ever noticed that they don't show those dreamy, slow food swirl type commercials for broccoli? Just cheeseburgers and ice cream and ... well, you know the drill.)
I really don't deal with temptation on a regular basis.
This makes me very lucky.
On the other hand, it does mean that when I get a craving, it's an actual craving. (As opposed to an environmentally created impulse.)
Last week, I desperately wanted ice cream. And not just any ice cream. Cold Stone.
So, I looked it up. For a Like It size, most of the Cold Stone ice cream runs from 8 to 10 points. Mix-ins can run from 1 to 5 points each. The Love It size is ~16 and I don't even like to think about 23 points of Gotta Have It! (For the record, I never ate a Gotta Have It. I usually got the Love It size...)
I mentioned it to Thomas. More than a few times, I'm pretty sure.
Finally, we decided that if we'd been really good this week, we'd go get some... since we couldn't save up points during the day for an indulgence, we'd have to use our WPAs. So, we did.
Both of us got the same thing, dark chocolate, no mix-ins in the Like It size. 8 points.
Was it worth it? Absolutely.
I enjoyed every single bite. And I ate it very slowly.
Did I love it enough to wear it? (That's my leader's motivational thing, when she's facing an ice cream, or a cookie... of course, Beth also sprays her leftover food with Windex before she throws it away because - she admits this - she has been known to fish something OUT OF THE TRASH to eat it. She says you can't wash it off. That she knows this... worries me. Just a little bit.) Not really.
But I didn't have to. I'm down another pound this week. (Thomas is down 2 pounds this week.)
Would we have weighed in at less, if we hadn't had ice cream? Probably.
Does it matter? No.