So I don’t think I’ve mentioned it here but I had a year long tantrum over the change in the way that Weight Watchers calculates points. Here comes Oprah Winfrey and suddenly coconut oil was 7 of these Smartpoints instead of 3. Oh I was so mad that a lot of my staples had now become high point items, and when people would ask me how Weight Watchers was going I would say, “Not good because Oprah is an A-Hole.”
I’m usually awesome with change – in fact unlike most people in the universe I LOVE it. It’s exciting to shake things up, learn something new – just don’t mess with my food and something that is working for me.
Now I realize that Oprah probably didn’t get involved with Weight Watchers just to change the entire plan. I love Oprah, always have, but she was the easiest fall guy for what in my mind was the absolute destruction of Weight Watchers. I think I tried it for like a week, got mad, and stopped logging in and going to meetings.
I’ve always had a problem with things like Atkins and low carb. Hey, if it works for you great, but that is not something I would be able to sustain. With the changes to the program that seemed to revolve around protein it seemed to me that was heading in that direction, and I did not like it. Not. One. Bit.
So I wasn’t logging my food, and I wasn’t going to meetings, but I was still paying Weight Watchers. Some may think that foolish, but I just knew I couldn’t close my account. This is not my first rodeo with WW. This isn’t even my third rodeo with WW. I know what happens when I totally quit.
My tantrum seemed to subside somewhere around this Christmas, when I knew I had to do something or I would gain back all the weight I had already lost. I’ve beat the odds and not been one of those people that gained back all their lbs + some friends when I stop doing a diet program. In fact, I’ve never gotten back to my original high starting weight from 2002. Weight Watchers definitely taught me a better way to eat, but getting to that goal has been like finding a unicorn for me.
I bit the bullet and went back to meetings in February like I was a brand new member. I was still 10 pounds down from before my tantrum, and I kept it. Telling myself I would give it two weeks of really, really trying I went in head on and totally on plan.
Really it wasn’t as bad as I had built it in my mind, and I begrudgingly had to admit that a lot of the changes were for the better. Once I got my groove I had no problem following the plan and have never been hungry. It seems really, really easy this time – something that has never happened to me before because chocolate.
So at weigh in this week I am down 37 pounds. I am 22 pounds from my goal weight. I’ve been closer before, but that is another blog post entirely.
22 more. I’m going to do it this time, and Oprah, if you can hear me, I’m sorry I called you an A-Hole. A lot.