WeWa Greeter: “Up 1 pound. What happened to LP this week?”
LP: “Life happened.”
Super Bowl happened. Gobs from Jtown happened. Rasika happened. Coworker lunch happened. Office donuts happened. Sore ankle happened. Life happened.
But life seems to happen every week. I had my meals planned – chili for dinner, mini quiches for lunch, salads, fruits and veggies for snacks, oatmeal for breakfast. Workouts were planned too – swim sessions, biking, running with a group, kickboxing classes. No matter how much I plan, it doesn’t seem to matter because ultimately life happens.
I had a healthier Super Bowl, and was almost able to resist an office donut. Rasika dinner was planned into my week. Everything else just came up.
I have been going to WeWa meetings for 3 years now, and overall I have done well. There are always meetings focused on planning, planning, planning. I am a planner. In fact, over the years I have become a master planner. Being a master planner does not help when those unplanned situations crop up – and its always something. I also read weight loss blogs. I have no idea how these people do it – are they really always able to stick to their plan perfectly? How do they have the time to exercise and make new, interesting, fun recipes every night of the week and photograph step by step instructions? I am guessing they do not have a social life or just exist beyond the real world. What about days when you just have a shitty day and you need a glass of wine…or the whole bottle? You just can’t plan for a crappy work day.
I decided instead of a daily weight loss
diary blog, I was going to do a small piece each week about what its like to lose weight in the real world – when friends and cake and bad days and temptation and injuries and celebrations happen. When life happens.