I Have Joined the Ranks of the Overweight!

I never thought I'd be thrilled to be overweight, but I am today. I lost 3.2 pounds this week for a total loss of 31.6 pounds AND my BMI is now 29.9.

I am not obese!

When I started to come to grips with my expanding girth, the hardest thing to digest was my obesity. One of medical diagnoses is obesity, which was difficult to see on a doctor's chart. Obesity has never been part of my self-concept. Being overweight, yes; obese, no.

As I approached and achieved each goal on my way to this point, I started to think more often about not wanting to be obese any longer. After turning a new century, I thought becoming overweight would be not far behind. It was only three pounds away, after all.

As with all things weight-related for me, I have to learn the same lesson over and over again: Wishing won't make it so. Only consistently following my program, which now include Weight Watchers, will work and it's going to take way, way longer than I ever anticipate.

For today, though, I'm thrilled! And later, I'll be off to shop for non-stick cookie sheets; I've become hooked on roasted vegetables and my cookie sheets are not only not non-stick, they're disreputable. Out with the old and warped, in with the new and non-stick!

Another Sigh

So I hit the new century and thought the Land of Overweight couldn't be far away. I'm still in ObeseVille.

I really thought I'd see my BMI go below obese this week. I tracked. I ate well. I went out for breakfast and didn't succumb to the lure of an omlette. And I gained weight. I'm now threatening to return to that old century. No! Not that!

My leader decided it was because I wore long pants today instead of the shorts I've worn all summer. I think of them as my weigh-in jeans. They're lighter than most jeans and I wear them almost exclusively on weigh-in day. I also wore socks for the first time in months. I gained 1.6 pounds.

Even if my clothing choices are the source of the gain, it still means I didn't lose. So now I'm trying to catch any sneaky Points that I haven't tracked. Kaitlin mentioned "bites, licks, and tastes" (BLTs - groan) today so I've been on the alert for those, too.

I'm not as disappointed as this may sound. I know that I'll get back on track. It's just that right now I'm not sure what getting back on track means! Wait. That sounds worse than I mean it. I know I'll get back on track, especially after a second weigh-in wearing my weigh-in jeans and another week of staying on plan; a weight gain then will tell me I need to look very, very closely at what I'm doing. There. That's better.

I found a terrific Weight Watchers recipe on their website that I'm cooking tonight. I just know even before making it that I'm going to love it. Check out Sweet Potato & Onion Salad. I have no idea why they call it a "salad" because it seems like a side dish to me.

Hurry Up and . . . Wait

After I passed the century mark, I thought it would be easy to hit the overweight (not obese) mark. Wrong.

A variety of things -- Lyme disease primarily -- have gotten in the way, but I'm slowly making progress toward my next goal. My BMI is currently 30.1. To be overweight and not obese, it needs to go below 30. So close!

I love the Camelbak Insulated bottle I got to reward myself for passing the century mark. I keep changing my mind about how I'll reward myself for becoming overweight, so I suppose it's OK (not) that I haven't gotten there yet.