Last Thursday, I joined Weight Watchers. My lovely doctor has mentioned it to me a couple of times and although, because I'm not stupid I know what healthy food is, I found it difficult to maintain a healthy diet on my own. I think a lot of it has to do that I tend to eat the same things over and over when I'm trying to eat healthier and then I get bored and I don't just fall off the wagon, I leap with great abandon! I needed more structure and I also like that they have a database of recipes. I even had the wild idea that I might start using some of my recipe/cooking books and since I can enter the ingredients into the database, I will know exactly how many points a single serving of what I've prepared has in it.
I was at work when I thought about joining and I im'd Young Chance and asked him what he thought. His response? Do. It. Now. He and I have had conversations about my ongoing attempts to eat healthy and he has seen me try again and again. He agreed with me that the structure of the program will be most helpful to me. He came in my office and watched over my shoulder as I signed up, as he was curious about how the online version worked. Not that he needs to diet. He's a slender reed (I can hear him now "What did you call me?") but the truth is, he takes care of himself.
I choose Sunday as my weekly weigh in and the good news is, I've lost 3 lbs already. I can hear the chorus now (sing it with me if you know the words and I know you do) "it's just water weight". I truly do not care, it's 3 lbs. of less bloat on me and since I have been walking every day for at least 45 minutes and more often than not for an hour, either with Mr. Ben or by myself for almost a month now, I am going to say that perhaps, just perhaps, it may be a little more than water weight. And now that I've said that, please do not talk to me any more about water weight. I'm sick of hearing it. I think we all downplay our accomplishments, however large or small, by ascribing them to something else and I won't have it! I am going to own every ounce that falls away as something I did for myself.
Speaking of doing things for myself, I have finally (FINALLY!) gotten a handle on the clutterfat in my house. I am still working on it but my space feels lighter and airier than it did yesterday at this time, it no longer looks as though someone threw a hand grenade in here and shut the door and it makes me happy to see and feel it. Another thing I am owning as an accomplishment.
Last night, Ofelia came over and she said "Have you seen George Clooney on Inside the Actors Studio? I am in love with him!" I have seen him and confessed my love for The Cloon and then we watched Attack the Block, a fun little British movie about a gang of street kids who fight off an alien invasion on their block. Very entertaining, the kids were so great! A recommended movie, although the South London accent can be difficult to understand at times.
So today I do a little more decluttering and also do some laundry and then this afternoon, I will go on my walk with Mr. Ben. It's a beautiful day.