A Long Voyage Home

I have no idea why I'm typing or where to start.  So much has happened since my last entry.  Job changes, house changes, older kids, older parents.  Maybe I'll keep up with this, maybe I won't.  I won't put any pressure on myself but it's nice to be able to get stuff out on "paper".

Due to a series of things (medication, job stress, age, life) I've ballooned up.  My highest weight was, not surprisingly, my highest weigh ever.  311.8 was my registered highest but I'm not sure that I didn't go a few lbs higher than that before I rejoined Weight Watchers.   I was doing really well too until the end of January.  Ironically I did fine through the holidays, it was post holiday that I suddenly went off of the rails and I've gained and lost the same 4 lbs since then. 

It's obviously frustrating as hell, compounded only by the fact that I have more control over it and my food choices than I give myself credit for.

I'm hopeful that if I'm able to keep a record of things in a more tangible form it will help me to keep honest with myself.  My weigh ins are on Wednesday which marks the start of a fresh week (today is Thurs).  So my goals for this week:

1. track every bite, lick and taste AS or BEFORE it happens, not 2 hours later
2. No alcohol except on the weekend
3. No eating after I fall asleep--I tend to snooze in my chair and then pig out right after I let the dogs out and before I go to bed.

That's it for now, just those 3.  But 3 I take pretty seriously.  Last night I struggled with the not eating.  It's a bad habit that needs to break.

I'm also working out, albeit limited thanks to my back/hip issues from pregnancy.  PiYO is what I'm focusing on for now and the elliptical-our awesome neighbors gifted us one.  

All and all I just keep reminding myself--time will pass anyway, so no matter how long it takes just keep plugging away.  Even a pound a week is 52lbs in a year.