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September 1999

September 14 1999 - I had actually re-joined Weight Watchers five weeks ago, followed almost immediately by catching the flu, a huge amount of nonsense to sort out that involved broken computers and teenagers, all creating any number of reasons why weight watching wasn't on my mind. When Denise's call came through, however, telling me that if I didn't show up soon I would lose this membership also, I decided to take the plunge and go back. The damage had told - I had put on 3.4lb, all through comfort eating and not following The Plan. I resolved that enough was enough; at 159.4lb, I still weighed too much, and was at risk of going back to my size 14/16 jeans. Sigh!


October 1999

October 1 1999 - Gah! I have put on half a pound. But I'm not too upset, nor am I surprised. It has been a strange and stressful kind of a week, and I refuse to kick myself over it. It just gives me the jolt I need to pay more attention. I was doing okay the first half of the week, even plenty of exercise, but I had something of a binge yesterday and given that it was THAT time of the month... well, you know! Ice-cream frenzy. So I learnt two things: one, don't go to be weighed the day after you lose it. Have a "quiet" day and let it balance out. And two: the "liberty" plan doesn't work for me. I need to go back every week. So I switched. And I got two stars: one for showing up on a new day, and one for putting this diary up on the Internet. And what was the topic of the meeting? The points you eat and don't count ;-) Heh!

October 16 1999 - FINALLY! I have lost weight - a mere 0.1 lb but I don't care, because it's the first time since July!

Big differences: I've been curbing the comfort/boredom eating a lot, drinking more water; I've also been counting the points. I still seem to binge at the weekend, the only time I get to spend with Don. Sometimes it's a real binge - me and those big American bags of crisps are lethal, it just goes munch munch until it's gone - and sometimes it's treats: things like an icecream or big juicy (fatty) burger. But I've been consciously watching, and rather more active as well (two trips to the INS with the long walk from the bus helped the process if not the processing of my green card...)

So that tiny bit of weight loss really does represent an improvement for me, and I'm pleased with it. I got my little star as well. Nice feeling to know that I was a part of the group's 24lb total loss.

October 31 1999

After thinking about this long and hard, yesterday I made a conscious decision to give Weight Watchers a rest for a while. There are various reasons: it has started to become a chore in my mind, I have other things I want to do, I don't think I am drawing the support from the group that I used to.

I know that weight loss is a long process; the weight doesn't go on in five minutes, nor does it come off in five minutes, but it's been a year and I am not at target, so it's time to go it alone. I haven't done so well this last week, either, but I am getting support from the NoPiggingOut mailing list - the Internet is, once again, my friend.

So, at a hefty 162 pounds I start the adventure again - I hope.


December

It's Yule 1999, and this chapter is over. I've gone way off track; I am not beating myself up over it, but I know that I will get there in the end. When I am ready, I shall start another diary. For now, it's Christmas, I'm human, and I intend to celebrate. Have fun!

Do I feel as if I've failed? No, not really. I know that this is one of those things that you won't necessarily beat first time. I got so far; next time, I'll get further, until I feel comfortable with things again. I'll keep you posted.

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