I am at a cross roads of sorts. I have been talking and talking about making the shift back to full formula. Several of my fellows have already made the jump. They also sit and talk about cheating on it here and there. I can’t do that — it is all or nothing with the full formula Deal-E-O for me. Just to put you out of your misery, ‘cuz I know you are about to die with wonder. I lost … 0 LB’s … count ‘em …. Oh, wait you can’t count 0 pounds lost. It is also 0 pounds gained. I have to tell you I am NOT a happy girl.
I REALLY DON’T Want to go back on full formula. I don’t like the shakes, but I sure do like the results. My body is trying to fight me to stay this weight — I have been here (the 180 somethings) for almost 3 months. I am SICK of this. I know what I did that got me the bump up in weight, now, combine that with my weighing last week before 9 AM and today weighing after 10 AM — Well, I knew there would be less of a loss, but I hoped there would be a loss, even half an ounce! No such luck … the weird thing my home scale has me down almost 2 pounds. WEIRD!
As I am trying to share with you all my struggles, my lovely granddaughter Sophia has brought me the bag of mini-marshmallows for me to portion out a treat for her. I am NOT a marshmallow fan, unless they are added to sweat potato casserole or hot chocolate, but those blasted things SMELLED GOOD — I’m just sayin’. OK, now back to my whining about my miserable lack of loss.
I worked my plan exactly as I had planed it. All the offensive foods have been removed from my home. Now, I only have allowed snacks and treats — veggies, rice thins (cardboard crackers), and bread so thin it looks like melba toast. Sad as those sound, they may be on the chopping block if I do not lose next week. I am not going to play about with this for another week. I will join my fellows who have gone back to full formula. I am going to dial all food back to the simplest form this week and see if the scale starts moving downward again.
Honestly, I didn’t expect a big loss because of the gentle redirection back to plan, but I did expect to lose a pound or so. I am not one of those who can eat one day and do all OptiFast the next. I have tried; it just makes me nuts. I kinda have to do full formula — the T-Totaler way — all in. I am whining all over the place at that thought. I am going to give this new plan my all — for this week. If it doesn’t produce a loss, girlfriend here is going back on the Shakes. OptiFast is not a bad tasting food, but sweet food … Ugghhh … and THAT just isn’t my favorite way to eat my meals. In my mind, sweet is for desert not the whole meal, except at breakfast. God, help me! I really DON’T want to go back to that, but I really want to get to GOAL more than anything.
Why do I want to get to goal so bad? Because at goal weight I won’t need most of my medications, if any. That is a worthy dream, my friends — a worth-my-while goal. It IS worth going back on all liquids. It is worth gagging through all the sweet liquid food until I get to my goal.
I drug out some of my old clothes and tried them on to remind myself how far I have come and that this fight is worth all I have to give. And then, I popped on a shirt that was once so tight that I was slightly embarrassed to wear it out for something to beat about the house in. Will you ever guess what happened? The shirt was too big since the last time I wore it to actually be decent with my son in the house. SMILING here.
Hope you enjoyed the “Fashion Show.” I know it lifted my spirits. A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do to keep herself motivated and focused on this long race … see y‘all at the finish line.