A month ago I was grossed out by the way I felt, and with 2014 being the year I’m demanding that I meet my own goals, I signed up for a DietBet (images used for this blog from their site). ‘Let money help be the extra motivation I needed. You can click on the link for full details but basically I put $30 into a pot and had to lose 4% of my total weight in four weeks, which was six pounds.
However what I didn’t want was four weeks of hell. I’ve come to terms that I love food. A lot. I love pizza, pasta, bread…etc. And I’m not a “oh I just ate a slice of pizza and half a breadstick and I’m full!” type of girl either.
I wanted to keep up with my Weight Watchers because it just works for me. I was also going to try to run more each week, and we live downtown, so that’s a lot of walking too.
There were also a few events in May that normally I would be discouraged by, such as a few dinners out with people, bachelorette party and of course Memorial Day weekend (which happened to be the weekend before weigh in). I’m a type of person that if I have one bad day, I throw out the entire week.
I told myself I was going to enjoy those times because if I worked the other days, I could do it. I would at least try because it’s just not worth being miserable.
So I did all of the events, and ate well on the week days and just tried doing good for breakfast and lunch on weekends so I could splurge on dinner.
Sure enough I was close to my goal Memorial Day weekend–the last weekend before weigh in.
Then Memorial Day weekend drinking happened and put me in an almost impossible spot. That Monday I had to lose three pounds by Thursday.
Needless to say I had to pull out the big guns and go to what worked: South Beach, phase one. If you haven’t done it, there isn’t anything pleasant about it. It’s basically no carbs and just lots of green veggies and lean protein. Lots of eggs. I found a few crockpot dinners to make, one of them was a roast and I threw in broccoli and cauliflower. The second was just chicken and I threw in broccoli and cauliflower. Honestly…both were pretty bad. My husband ended up eating other things. I just sucked it up on the meats and found other vegetables.
I also went out jogging for three days anywhere from 3.5 to 3.9 miles (but I have lots of starts and stops though and walk). I also drove home without using my air conditioning to sweat it out. Yeah, not fun but it was worth giving it a shot.
I was points of a pound within my goal on Wednesday and was hoping I would have reached it by Thursday. It was intense, at that point it wasn’t even about the money, I just wanted to see the number on the scale. You have to hit it to win.
Just before I went out for my last run on Thursday, because I hadn’t hit the number, I decided to try weighing myself one more time. Bam. I’d done it. Such a relief. I hadn’t felt that kind of accomplishment. I’ve weighed less than I do right now before and it still felt awesome to hit this goal.
I’m going to do another DietBet in a couple weeks, possibly all summer to get where I want to be. I’m determined to make 2014 the year it happens, even if I’m off to a late start. If I can do it, you can do it!