Yesterday was another weigh in at JC. I'm down 5.5 lbs. Last week was not my best week. I learned a lot about why you need to stay on plan. Why you need to eat everything listed for the day. Turns out it helps your metabolism. Which I knew, logically, but apparently forgot.
My JC consultant is quite the woman. She's been what I call a JC survivor for 12 years and she's kept all the weight off. I feel like I've become her little project. She was the same consultant I saw 3 years ago and 2 years beyond that. She knows me.
Yesterday she said something to me while I was lamenting about some of the food that I don't like. She said, "Eat to live." She went on to say that I'm so used to eating for the joy and that's why I'm in the position I'm in. If, however, I consider eating to live and being OK if it's something you may not like that much, is it worth it? Will it be worth it?
Huh.
I hadn't thought of it that way. It's a very interesting concept and one I'm going to need to think about.
She was also impressed that I'm journaling this adventure. I have found it I write down my thoughts throughout the week, I can remember to think about them. I'm going to be digging deep to get some of this mental crap out of me. I know I eat and rationalize food because of how I was trained growing up and how I've trained myself. That's years worth of habit and non thoughtful eating.
In other news, I went wine tasting yesterday. Wine is not on JC, but I gave myself yesterday to have some treats. Wine is a treat. The Yank and PhotoGirl and I hit a couple of wineries then stopped for a bit. It was, as always, a blast hanging out with them. They have such knowledge of wine that I just listen to them and try to remember what they've said.
Week three is in front of me. I've got my plan. I've got my groceries. I'm ready to go. I think I can make it to the gym 5 times this week. I'm gonna try anyhow.
