In June, having lost 48 1/2lbs, I took a break from Weight Watchers, which was a big mistake.
I did it for a variety of reasons: the main being that I was stressed and busy with running a new business, and stopped making myself a priority. The result was that in the three month break, I gained 16lbs.
It’s easily done – a take away here and there, a holiday away, day trips with the kids, cinema with a hot dog and being tied to a desk day and night with no exercise.
However, as I felt the pounds pile on, I realised that I needed to return to a structure for my continued weight loss and it took me many weeks to find the courage to return and face the scales, which in itself did not help the process of returning. I just kept putting it off. Finally on a Monday, I made the decision that I would return and I immediately contacted my leader, Karen to tell her I was coming back and I was afraid of what the scales would say. I told her that I knew I had gained a lot and I was disappointed in myself.
Karen told me that coming back was the right thing to do and I was not alone and she would be waiting for me and would support me throughout.
As I walked through the doors of the Central Club at 9.30 on Tuesday morning, waiting for me was Karen and we took the numbers in together and I vowed to get back on it with Karen giving me her unswerving support and encouragement.
The first week was a little challenging, but the Weight Watchers food is very yummy and I enjoy cooking it and eating it.
During my first week back, I trialled a new recipe for Weight Watchers this week, Salmon & Broad Bean Salad, which you can read about by clicking HERE.
My biggest challenge of the week was drinking more water. I bought 4 water bottles, which I sit on my desk and plough my way through during the day. I aim to finish them all by 6pm, or I am up all night needing the toilet!
All in all, it was a good week and I am happy that I lost 3lbs, although I do wish it was more as I am still berating myself for gaining so much during the break. However, it has confirmed to me that this is not a quick fix, Weight Watchers needs to be a way of life for me, for forever.
Welcome to my new Battle Buddy, Megan – let the battle commence!!
Just over four months ago with a tiny (to me) five week old baby in tow, I ventured to my local Slimming World class. This was especially daunting, because it was the first time I’d left the house on my own with him. I was also fairly new to Andover and didn’t have anyone to share the experience with.
Some might say that it was too early to think about weight loss (in fact you usually have to wait until your six week check). But I’ve struggled with my weight my whole life and I knew that if I didn’t do it straight away I’d always be using the ‘I’ve just had a baby,’ excuse even when he turned eighteen!
Before I even started thinking and talking with my husband about having a baby, I read an interview with actress Jennifer Ellison, in which she said she’d put on three stone during pregnancy. At that point I knew I was at least two stone overweight and I imagined how I’d struggle if I weighed three stone more. Knowing that it would take me longer than most (the jury’s out on whether I have Poly Cystic Ovary Syndrome) I decided to try to lose the weight. My aim was small: I’d be happy if I lost 1lb a week. That was when I first joined Slimming World and took it seriously (I think I’d been twice before but never followed it properly). It took me just over a year, but I lost the two and a half stone I wanted. I was so pleased and finally felt positive about myself.
I fell pregnant quickly following the weight loss. But the pregnancy was tough. I’m short (so short that people have shouted ‘Hobbit’ at me in the street) and there wasn’t much space for the baby, so for the later months my son felt like he was sitting on my chest. The weight was immense and a lot of the time I had little or no feeling in my legs (he was sitting on a nerve). From that point I was desperate for my old body back, I wanted to run like I had before (I ran and hula hooped for exercise before I was pregnant). I was counting down the days!
However the homebirth I’d expected went wrong and I ended up having an emergency caesarean in hospital. Both myself and my son were fine, but I knew that I’d have to wait longer to run again (6 months). But by that point I could barely lift myself out of bed or walk to the corner shop, never mind want to run anywhere. I’d also banked on breastfeeding burning a few calories, but I couldn’t do that either for various reasons.
So I returned to my faithful Slimming World. It’s such a welcome atmosphere and I’ve found that, at whatever group I’ve been to (you can weigh in at different groups as a visiting member), there’s a real sense of togetherness. It’s also an easy plan to follow, which is good for people with baby brain!
I discovered that I’d put back on the two and a half stone that I’d lost before I was pregnant and if you take into account the fact that my son was exactly seven pounds when he was born I’d been right In thinking I’d put on three stone. I just thanked my lucky stars that I didn’t have five stone to lose instead.
So far my weight loss has been slow, which I do sometimes beat myself up about. But to look at things positively, I’ve lost weight rather than gained it. Now I feel ready to begin a new chapter of my weight loss story and take a more focused approach. I’m hoping this blog will give me the motivation I need to remember why I wanted to lose weight, and help me get back to feeling more like my old self again.