Weekly Weigh In: A Plateau

Not the brewery but another bar I went to this past weekend...

Not the brewery but another bar I went to this past weekend…

I have plateaued. I probably would have lost some this past week from all my moving activities, but then I went to my favorite local brewery, drank beer and ate a lot of pizza on Sunday.

I really need to stop doing this actually. Seriously, its getting ridiculous.

Honestly, I’m not sure why I’m having such a hard time staying on plan when it comes to the weekend. My weeks are usually so good! I track, I pay attention, I don’t go overboard, but then the weekend comes and I loose track of everything.

Oh well. I figure it wasn’t a total bust, I didn’t gain anything but I didn’t loose anything either. Here’s hoping for a better result next week.

Also, I’ll be posting my move-in experience later today. Complete with how many Activity Points I got!

Weekly Weigh In: I Done Bad

I gained two pounds this week. Which is not great. Clearly. And a disappointment because I basically took back the weight I lost.

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I know that a lot of it has to do with my weekend and what I did over the course of it.

I also know that I wasn’t the greatest at tracking (because I didn’t track anything past Friday afternoon) nor did I really exercise all that well. This is ignoring the walking around I did on Saturday as I explored my college campus during Homecoming (I got a whole 7 activity points for that day). That doesn’t however, excuse the pretzel and four beers I had on campus and then the four more I had at my friend’s house and the three pieces of pizza.

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“The Great Pumpkin” beer on tap at my friends house!

Now, because I know my friend reads this I’m going to say this mostly for her benefit: My eating and drinking was in no way her fault. I know that I have a problem when it comes to stopping myself from eating pizza or drinking beer when I’m in a social setting like I was. It’s just something I need to become more aware of and refrain from doing.

Staying up until 1 a.m. did not help the situation at all. We all figured that somehow, we had gotten old and needed regular a bedtime of more reasonable hours like… 10 or maybe 10:30 if we want to be rebels about the whole thing.

I rued the day, being as I would say ‘delicate’ on Sunday. Feeling not at all well, but having to drive back from Pennsylvania and somehow survive the trip was something I didn’t want to even consider. But I’d promised my grandparents that I’d go up and visit them on the trip home.

(It helped that my grandmother was like I have furniture you can take.  And bookshelves! So in an effort to save money I went to the house to snag furniture)

But, what this resulted in was my grandfather, who I love and adore, buying what is quite possibly my favorite sandwich in the whole freaking world. IMG_3260

I am aware that it doesn’t look like much. But let me explain to you this sandwich. It is called a Sloppy Joe and this type of Joe you can only get in New Jersey. It’s three slices of thin sliced rye bread, turkey (although you can get other meats as well), provolone cheese, coleslaw and Russian dressing. It’s sliced into three sections and it is my perfect sandwich.

Were I to ever require a last meal this is probably up there with what I would get.

That said, I guessed on how much of everything is in that sandwich and it goes for a whopping 22 points. This is not a sandwich you eat regularly or if you do then you’re exercising way more than I do.

I had planned on only eating half of it and bringing the rest home for later devouring but I wound up eating the whole thing. I have, apparently, no self-control.

To make everything worse, I had youth group last night and we (somehow) decided to walk to Dunkin Donuts for cocoa. And while I wasn’t paying attention I was ordered a medium cocoa with whipped cream rather than the small decaf coffee I would have ordered had I been in my right faculties.

I didn’t have much else to eat last night.

Oh, and we’re not even going to talk about the meal I had on Friday night. We just can’t even touch that one. (Not that it was bad. Because it was SO SO good.)

In the weekly update when you weigh in, it says that its only one week and to try to figure out what happened last week.

I think its very clear that I know exactly what happened last week. And I know that to fix it I should pay much more attention to my weekend eating and add exercise in to my routine. So that it my goal this week. To have at least one proper exercise and to be better at the weekend.

I forgot about alcohol

I did. I forgot it was a think I need to track and take control of. And its something I should really remember to do. Because not only will it stop me from drinking too much, but alcohol costs a lot and I HAVE NO MONEY.

Also it costs points wise in Weight Watchers.

My sister made a salad for dinner last night, which was really very good, but her friend came over and bought a two-bottle bottle of red wine and we drank most of it between the three of us.

Wine in my family is a big thing. We drink a lot of it. I like to say that my father weaned me on wine like Italians do.

wine bottlesWe drink a lot of wine in my house. We always have. It’s a thing we have and a hard habit to break. My father learned wines from his father and so forth.

I learned to appreciate good wine from him and cutting back or measuring out the ounces is not one of my strong points.

There is also the whole, I’m still in my 20’s and I’d like to enjoy my liver working for as long as I can so I might over do it sometimes.

This is not to say I’m a drunk. I don’t always drink and I definitely don’t drink to excess with any kind of regularity. But I enjoy a glass or two of wine at dinner and I like good beer and cocktails just like the next person.

I’m sure this struggle to cut back or measure isn’t a struggle I’m going through alone. Alcohol is a social construct that we generally don’t deny ourselves as a human race.

The point of this post is that I need to remember what/how much I’m drinking and take it into account when I’m planning my day or when I’m tallying up the points at the end of it.

I just always forget that alcohol has essentially empty calories. They don’t do anything for you except decrease your inhibitions and spread a warm sensation through your body. So, I have to remember that and make sure I track it.