Archive for March 4th, 2010
So, I’ve had this “plan” the last three days…
When I got my iPod Touch at Christmas, I downloaded this nifty app called, “Lose It”. Yeah, a weight loss gizmo that works by you putting in your food and exercise for the day to keep track of where your mouth and ass have been. For the first month, I logged everything down to the last Lifesaver stolen from my student candy reward bin. It was fun seeing those numbers in the negative. (Remember, dealing with depression stops me from wanting to eat).
Like all good toys, it fell by the wayside after about six weeks. I’ve used it a handful more times but not on a regular basis. What’s really cool (or really sadistic, take your pick) is that you can have all your daily data from Lose It sent to an email address for you to look at later. I read over those first few reports but the novelty wore off. However–I got to thinking about how to enhance my weight loss efforts and realized that posting those daily here on the blog might be a way to either publicly laud or publicly humiliate myself into more action.
So on Monday I restarted Lose It tracking with a purpose. It worked well until the hubby brought home a large pizza from the local bar for which I have no calorie count in Lose It. (I will say Lose It has the largest food/calorie database for any program I’ve worked with. And I’ve worked with a lot over the years). It worked on Tuesday until the boy wanted to go to Popeye’s for dinner while we were out school supply shopping and I ate the entire two piece meal, side and biscuit and promptly fell asleep when I got home. It worked yesterday, even with my skinny Cinnamon Dolce Latte and blueberry scone (BTW, those things are *NOT* tasty enough to EVER waste another 400+ calories on them. They’re not even good. They were just there. Lesson learned) until my 12 boxes of Girl Scout cookies were delivered. No, it wasn’t the cookies that were my undoing. I only had two when I got home. But an hour later, on a stomach filled only by a Ziplock container of Lucky Charms at lunch, after two glasses of wine, the cookies began to talk. They didn’t like the uneven rows my son had left them in, so I was obliged to even them out, which meant just eating the whole damned row. Combined with the wine, I don’t know how many I actually ate so I couldn’t put it in the Lose It.
Ok, so today I’m unloading this to make myself come clean. Today I’ll start back on the Lose It so I have something to post and to have the mental seatbelt of restraint when I “think” it will be OK to eat out of control (I’ve really not been binging like this at all these last two weeks. Really.). It’s not. And if I don’t want to look like a whale on the cruise, I’d better start working on losing more blubber now.