In January, I started Weight Watchers. I haven't talked about it with a lot of people in my life because, to be honest, it's a little embarrassing. I don't like the fact that I need to be on a diet.
But that's the way it is. I've always been on the larger side of things, but in the past few years, it's gotten worse. I started eating when I was bored, or when I was sad, or whenever I felt like it. And that isn't a good thing. Last year, I joined a gym and I thought that would be enough, but it wasn't.
So on January 1st, I joined WW. I log my points on my iphone and I've been doing really well. The first few weeks, it was really hard. Really. I was in tears because I was hungry and I couldn't eat anything. Of course, that wasn't true. I could have eaten carrots, or an apple, or plenty of other better choices, but I couldn't eat what I was used to eating. So I had to change my habits, to get used to smaller portions, eating salad when I go out, and less desert. But after the first couple of weeks, it became normal. I don't think about it that much anymore. I've learned to limit myself to just a handful of jellybeans, or just one serving of pizza, but it's been very do-able.
I'm proud of myself.
And I've lost nearly 15 pounds. It's not a ton, but it is a really good start! And more importantly, I am doing something about these bad, unhealthy habits that I developed. It feels good!