Nervousness is really setting in today. I usually wake up excited on my Weigh in Days. The last 3, including today, I have been scared of the scales. I’m afraid that they’re going to ruin my day. I’m petrified I’m going to be above 200 again. One would think that that fear would drive me to do better and to stay on track. In my case it seems to have done the opposite.
I finished my day yesterday pretty well. I took two clementines and a 0% fat strawberry fage Greek yogurt to class with me, plus filled my big cup of water there twice. Joey brought home and had a salad works salad waiting for me. It was a create your own salad consisting of egg whites, grilled chicken, ham, little avocado, sundries tomato, tomato, and obviously mixed greens. I had light ranch for dressing, and I did eat part of my wheat roll that came with it, the other half went to Bobbie. I topped off the night with something I typically don’t do nights before weigh in and had some fat free chocolate ice cream with fat free and sugar free caramel syrup, and walnuts. It was a perfect ending to a long day.
Something that really freaked me out yesterday was that I had 3 sharp chest pains again. When this chest pain began 3 weeks ago it started after I had this shocking pain in my upper left chest. I’ve had these pains in the past since I was a teenager. I used to associate them with drinking too many mountain dews, or eating too much salt. When I began weight watchers and started working out they went away for the most part. I may have had one the entire 11 months on weight watchers. Then 3 weeks ago one came on STRONG, and left that residual pain that subsided after two weeks. Then two days ago I had another, this time the pain did not reside. Yesterday it happened in the morning, then while I was in class, and again on my drive home from class while I was on the phone with my mom. The third time I just broke down into tears. I may have been slightly dramatic but I said “If I drop dead suddenly PLEASE make sure they perform an autopsy and make them figure out what the fuck is happening!” She calmed me down and told me that if I’m really scared I need to stop googling my diagnoses and go see a real specialist. Before I spoke with her I did leave a voicemail at a pulmonary doctors office, but since I’m a new patient I will have to wait two business days to hear back. We shall see.
It’s not like I WANT something to be wrong. And who knows, these chest shocks could all just be precordial catch syndrome something thats very common. Who knows! Hopefully the doctors call back ASAP for an appointment.
I got kind of sidetracked in the middle of writing this post due to getting the boys I watch ready for picture day at school and sending them off on the bus. In that time I also went to my weight watchers meeting! Doesn’t that little ! Always give it away?
I’m officially .4 away from hitting 60 pounds lost! I always love when I have a teeny goal to hit for the next week. It makes it so much more relaxing and easier to hit. Who knows what I’ll be sayin next Tuesday though. ;)
Today is also my 1 year anniversary on Weight Watchers, can you believe that? It’s been an entire year and I’ve stuck with it! I never quit, I never gave up. Sure, I had my lazy moments and my lazy days/weeks/months!!! But I never strayed completely. My meeting leader asked me today if my recent bump in weight loss is due to my impending wedding, and I had to answer truthfully. I don’t think it is. Sure, it’s in the back of my mind, but typically I’m a gigantic procrastinator so something being practically a year away does not get me worried until its about 3 months away. I’m sure I will hit a few hiccups along the way, and I will probably run into another plateau but I just have to run around it, literally. The pounds seem to be melting off right now, and I’m loving it! But I know that’s just a sign that it will stop falling off as quickly eventually. We shall see how this bumpy ride goes!
Happy Anniversary to WW and I!