I've been a bad blogger

I haven't been blogging much for the last 10 days or so. Not 100% sure why.

I'm thinking that it's been for a variety of reasons. Exhaustion from trying to manage three kids, a household, and a (demanding) full-time job. Not to mention the stress of meetings, events (both work and personal), parental responsibilities like soccer games and conferences. And let's be honest. You can only blog about craving Mountain Dew for so long. Eventually it becomes redundant.

WW-wise, things have been okay. Still losing, which at the end of the day is all that matters. Without even realizing it, I've been setting a series of short-term goals for myself. And after six months I am getting close to hitting a "big" number of pounds lost. It is a number I never envisioned I would hit, but a HUGE accomplishment nonetheless. But....I also have a tendency of getting really close to hitting my goals and then missing them. Example: I decided I was going to lose 25lbs by my 35th birthday. I worked my ass off. Lived by the mantra "if you bite it, write it." And tracked my points with OCD precision. What happened? I missed the mark by .2. To be fair, I was on my period (bloat) and I didn't weigh-in at my regular meeting or at the usual time. All of which I've since learned can impact weight. Similar things have happened to me twice before. And this past Saturday was no exception.

I'm not going to lie. It sucked. It really did. All I needed was to lose 1.8 pounds. I can do that. Piece of (Costco) cake, right? Except that in hindsight, I probably could have done a more thorough job of tracking my points. And I could have made more of an effort to wake-up early and exercise (something that I hate doing but always makes me feel good afterwards). Still, I did lose this week and I am sure there are others who didn't. So I'll take the loss even if it wasn't what I had hoped.

Even if the number on the scale isn't quite where I had hoped, the loss has been noticeable. And anyone who says they don't like compliments about how they look is lying. I recently ran into a work colleague that I hadn't seen in about six months and she commented on it immediately. As did a co-worker o mine. In her case, she said "I see you every day but it wasn't until I saw you last week that I really realized how much you've lost." It was flattering, and good motivation too.

I know it's gauche for people, especially women, to brag. But if others are proud of me, than why can't I also be proud of myself? Some days haven been easier than others, but no matter how you slice it dice it, it's an accomplishment to be proud of.

Here's a funny WW story to demonstrate how this lifestyle change is rubbing off on my family. To make life a little easier for my husband I usually take at least one kid to my Saturday WW meeting (whoever goes gets a bagel from Brooklyn's Best, which *I think* is their real motivation). Last week was Noah's turn. And I thought he spent the bulk of the meeting playing on my iPad. Not so. Because yesterday we went out to lunch and mid-meal he looked at me and said, "So mom, how was WW? Did you discuss green-light and red-light foods?" Then he proceeded to describe what these are and what his green-light and red-light foods are. Guess it's rubbing off.