I don’t think I’m dropping weight fast enough to “win” my current DietBet. Maybe it’s time to lay off the DietBets for a while, seeing as how I’ve lost two and won one. I’m already paying Weight Watchers money to lose weight — why pay more?
I’ll tell you why: It’s the allure of a possible win … of getting paid to lose weight.
Like I said, I AM still losing. When I got on the big, bad scale Monday morning, it told me I’m down 2.8 more pounds.
That’d be a great loss any week — but it was an especially pleasant surprise after what I ate on Sunday. My morning started off on the right track, with a “clean” Shamrock Shake suggested by one of my tweeps, Kath.
— Kath (@granolagirly) March 24, 2013
It was pretty tasty — better than any of my attempts at a healthier version of the McDonald’s favorite. Please ignore the fact that the glass clashes with its contents.
I ate the sandwich on the way to the movie theater, where I watched “Admission” (with my pre-portioned baggie of Trader Joe’s herbed popcorn).
So far, so good, right? After the movie, I decided to get an early dinner … at Chipotle. I perused my app and made decent picks: the barbacoa beef with pinto beans, cheese, lettuce and two types of salsa. It came out to 9 WW PointsPlus and was very filling.
Still not an over-the-top choice. Well, the Boyfriend was in town, attempting to surprise me. So it was back to the movie theater to see “Olympus Has Fallen.” We split a small bag of popcorn (8 Points in the whole thing, and I had half) — and after the movie, he wanted burgers. I settled for a single steakburger from Freddy’s, and we shared a small cup of chocolate custard.
By the time all was devoured (and enjoyed), I’d polished off all my FlexPoints and most of the Activity Points I worked so hard to earn throughout the week. I ate 52 Points in all — by far the most I’ve had in one day since re-starting WW in January.
Color me shocked that it didn’t result in a gain this week. I was fully prepared to see the scale go up.
But I’m glad it didn’t.
So long as the indulgent meals don’t continue, I’ll continue to lose. My Monday was still a little over the top. We ended up at the Downtown Diner for breakfast — and despite my ordering an egg white omelet and only eating 1 slice of toast and half my hash browns, breakfast came out to 17 WW PointsPlus. (The gooey, cheesy omelet in back was the Boyfriend’s … and I resisted trying even a bite.)
17 delicious Points. That slice of sourdough toast was one of the best I’ve ever had. I’m not sure I’ve ever eaten such crispy toast. I don’t regret a bite — especially with the walking we did after breakfast. We wandered all over downtown before driving back to the movie theater to watch “The Call.”
The problem with losing weight is that I keep losing Points, too. I lost one Monday, meaning I’m down to just 34 a day. I have a feeling I’m going to have to start re-evaluating what treats are worth the Points. For example, that 8-Point donut seems a lot more inconsequential when I have 38 Points to spend than when I only have 34 …
Perhaps it’s time for a shift in priorities.
I hope I can get some sleep. Calls go out to RWA Golden Heart finalists this morning, and I’m hoping to get one of them. Usually, it makes for a fitful night — but after a busy, stressed-out night at the office, I think I can knock myself out.
Sadly, this is the first time in 3 years I won’t be getting a massage on call day. (I’ve scheduled one to keep my mind off sitting at home waiting for the phone to ring … but I didn’t have any extra cash to do it this year.)