Lucky Bracelet
Yesterday at WW I celebrated a 5 lb. loss, if you can believe that. Some of it had to have been water, but still!
It is the first significant success I’ve had on scale in…God…months, at least.
I attribute the success to:
Better, more accurate tracking
Slower, longer chewing
Pre-planning snacks
50 min biking
Smaller bites
No night snacking
Eating every 3-4 hours
Increasing fluid consumption
Quitting soda
Speaking of soda, a fellow WW member shared at yesterday’s workshop that, according to her nutritionist, one can of diet soda a day will add 40 pounds to your waistline in one year. One can. I drank 10 cans a day. No wonder I’ve been gaining 30, 40 pounds every year.
Full disclosure: I have heard similar stories in the past and conveniently chosen to ignore them. It’s not rocket science that there is nothing inherently good about soda, diet or otherwise, other than, for me, at least, the taste. Actually, I’m to understand diet soda is even worse for you than regular. Again, no surprise there.
I have simply had a lifelong love affair with the beverage. For as long as I can remember. I have quit a number of times, but the drink, like a siren, calls me back.
I am hoping therapy will help me break free of this toxic relationship for good.
Once again, I have gone on a fizzy tangent.
If I can lock in the techniques I used last week that led me to lose 5 pounds, I should be in pretty good shape to be optimized for my surgery. According to my scale I am now only 1 pound over my entry weight, which is great news.
They don’t expect you to lose weight in the pre-op stages, but they don’t want you gaining, either. Gaining can delay the surgery.
The problem is I have an in person visit with the nutritionist Tuesday, and when she takes my weight it’s going to be way inflated from a whole day’s worth of water…and my clothes 😳. Will she have the wisdom to know this? I can’t really fast all day until after 3:15 PM, can I?
Maybe I will send her another message and just ask her about it.
Either way, I’m happy to have finally experienced some success on this journey, happy to be able to share it with you today. It’s about time I had some positive energy coming my way. Must be the bracelet.
Two summers ago, I took Aislyn to Lickee’s and Chewies for ice cream. There is a treasure chest filled with gold coins and small trinkets that children can take free of charge. This day, Aislyn selected a red jelly bracelet and gave it to me.
I wore the bracelet until I lost it one day later that fall. It had somehow wiggled itself off my wrist. Shortly after that I lost my job, and had nothing but bad luck following. She got me a new, green bracelet, and I lost that, too, in production.
Recently, I was cleaning Aislyn’s room and came across a shopping bag with extra clothes, returned from school at the end of her first grade year. I reached in and what do you think I found at the bottom of the bag?
The red bracelet! Immediately, I slipped it back on.
Since I’ve had it on, I swear to you, my luck has changed. I can’t tell you just how, right now, but there has been a big change in my life for the better, a work-related change that I expect to cut my stress at least in half.
And now this, finally turning a corner in my weight loss journey.
If you’re vaguely superstitious, like me, and kind of halfway believe in silly things like lucky bracelets, then you see the connection, here.
Sure, the logical side of me also sees the highly subjective nature of luck. There’s no way I can back it up. It’s probably all made up. Whatever. Shush.
My mother took Santa Claus away from me when I was seven. She thought I already knew. I did not. Let me have this.
