Last April I looked at myself and could not believe my eyes. In ten years I had added over thirty pounds to my 5 foot frame. “I was a chubby Bubbie!”
After visiting our family physician for a routine medical exam I was informed that I was a borderline diabetic, my cholestral level was very high and so was my blood pressure. The doctor (not my favorite person in the world) recommended a regimen of statins, diauretics and a slew of other meds. He also proceeded to inform me that based on my genetic history my “obesity” would definitely lead to a heart attack. I met with a dietitican from his staff, who felt that even if I changed my eating habits I could not lose enough weight to change the results of the tests without medication.
I then made a decision- I was off to Weight Watchers. Twenty -Five years ago I had become a lifetime member and although I had fallen off the wagon several times I always managed to get back on track and lose the weight necessary to feel and look better.
So, on the last Wednesday of April 2008 I headed to the nearest Weight Watchers meeting.
There I met Stephanie, a most inspiring and motivational lecturer. Stephanie was not only the leader of our group ,who had walked in our shoes, but she was also our mentor and kept us coming back for the weekly meetings. She made us feel welcome at every meeting and the group shared their successes and failures without ever feeling the threat of being judged. We all persevered returned weekly. and felt a kinship with our fellow weight watchers.
Well, it’s a year later, I’m not at goal yet but I have lost 26 pounds. I have several pounds to go for goal but that’s okay. It is the support of the group and the major and minor changes I have made in my life that really matters. The scale only indicates if I have learned all the new ways to deal with my former out of control eating habits. I am not following a diet I am following a healthy weight program. In fact, my blood pressure is normal, I am no longer a borderline diabetic and my cholesteral has dropped appreciably.
I’m still a Bubbie (grandma to 3 great grand kids) but everyone who has seen me have remarked that I’m really looking like a “Sexy Mama!” Wow! What a year can do!
For our latest installment of the Girdle Chronicles, I’m here to offer you the easiest way to get in shape while following the Weight Watchers nutrition plan. It’s called Momentum and the program places emphasis on filling foods and the importance of tracking for greater success. Weight Watchers is also now featuring 10 minute videos from fitness expert David Kirsch that’ll help you get in shape. I don’t know about you, but if I only had to exercise 10 minutes a day and that would still trigger weight loss, I am totally there. Best of all – David even offers tips on working out at home and in the office so if you’re thinking of blowing off your workout, you’ve got no excuses! Just click on a video and follow this fitness expert who’s been a featured trainer on Extreme Makeover. Weight Watchers is also now featuring 10 minute videos from fitness expert David Kirsch
In the meantime, if you’d like to share your best fitness tip that’ll shed pounds quickly (I’m heading to Florida next week and need all the help I can get), please let us know and you can win a Weight Watchers cookbook!
Earlier this fall, I wrote a post about the fact that I was forced to wear a girdle after spending the entire summer eating bad food and drinking way too much wine. I vowed after that fateful day in September when I couldn’t squeeze into a new Ann Taylor Loft dress without it fitting badly in all the wrong places that I was taking a stand and heading back to the place that taught me how to eat right and lose weight the old fashioned way, Weight Watchers.
And so, I joined again, went to a few meetings, lost 3 pounds, gained back two and never returned. Every week, I had another excuse about why I couldn’t make it and now, nearly three months later, I’m up nearly 10 pounds, my Wii Fit called me fat and I’m ready to take lose weight for good this time.
I plan to chronicle my weight loss journey on this brand new page, titled The Girdle Chronicles. On this special section dedicated to weight loss, fitness, healthy recipes and more, you will hear why I have been obsessed with my weight for most of my life. And hopefully, as I share my triumphs and my many falls off the weight loss wagon, you will find a place where you too can relate, laugh and commiserate.
The Girdle Chronicles
My Wii Fit Called Me Fat
My Life Through Facebook
Well, it’s almost 2009 and I’m facing the same issues I’ve confronted since I was 12 years old. Weight loss. As fate would have it, I’ve yo-yo’d again and am nose to nose with my all time least favorite New Year’s Resolution of the year…take off 10-15 pounds. Why this resolution is on my list every single year is beyond me, but I guess it must have something to do with the pizza, fried dough and glasses of wine I’ve been enjoying this holiday season.
And so, here I am back at square one. Thankfully, I just received a package of goodies from Weight Watchers – they must have been reading my mind – or maybe they saw a recent picture or video of me on the web. Plus, they just launched a new program called Momentum and anything with the word “Mom” in it is right up my alley. Either way, I’ve got my pantry stuffed with diet cookies, cakes, sponge cake and more and I even have my Wii Fit socks on this morning because I’m planning on hopping on my Wii Fit balance board so I can start shedding some lbs.
Recently, I met an amazing mom – Julie over at Cool Mom Guide who managed to take off over 70 pounds thanks to the Wii Fit so this year, I am truly going to make a commitment and hop aboard. Sure, the thing is going to tell me that I gained weight since the last time I stopped on by (it’s been 300 days since my last workout), but better late than never. Julie even started her own fitness group called Wii Fit Mommies that I plan to sign up for too. Maybe I can connect with other chubby Miis (like me) online!
So you heard it here first – I’m going to get back on the Weight Watchers wagon while working out on my Wii Fit. Check back with my on January 30 and I’ll let you know how I’m doing – hey – you never know – maybe I’ll reach my goal by then – or at least my Mii might be a little smaller.
It’s not every day when you get a delivery from the UPS guy and you open it and a toaster is inside along with a new product by Fiber One. So I have to admit, I was intrigued (and a bit happy since my own toaster is on the fritz). This morning, as I got the kids ready for soccer and softball practice, I raced into the kitchen, plugged in my new Proctor Silex and popped in a brown sugar cinnamon toaster pastry.
Now let me just preface this by saying that I am a frequent buyer of Fiber One’s products (since I do have issues with you know what), but I was over the moon to find a product that has fiber in it and tastes amazing. And for all of you Weight Watchers point followers – a toaster pastry is 3 points…works for me!
So far, the toaster pastries also come in strawberry, blueberry, chocolate fudge (I am now officially running to the supermarket with that news), but I have to say that the brown sugar cinnamon was quite yummy.
To find out more about Fiber One products, click here.
So yesterday, after an insane afternoon where I took the kids to catch the premiere of Zwinky Cuties and meet Disney sensation Jordan Pruitt (more on that later since I’m still sorting through my pictures and realized my camera crapped out), I avoided all the incredible sweets at the event (okay, I admit I had 3 swedish fish), came home to eat a well balanced Weight Watchers approved meal (fat free hot dog, sauerkraut, 1 bun and some veggies), got the kids to do their homework, ate my two points cookie ice cream bar and then curled up with my blanket on the couch to watch one of my favorite reality shows, The Biggest Loser.
Yes, I know, I am a cheese ball. But I am such a sucker for transformation and makeover shows and I just love it that every episode without fail, I start crying whenever someone’s refrigerator gets turned off. So last night, the show is featuring a new twist – families. That means husbands and wives, mothers and daughters, fathers and sons and more can compete to be the Biggest Loser. And these people have a significant amount of weight to lose. Many of them tip the scales at well over 300 pounds! And to think, I’m whining that I put on 8 pounds since the summer.
Anyway, amazingly, these fierce competitors shed double digit weight losses in the first week except for the losing couple, Stacy and Adam – Stacy only dropped 9 pounds while her hubby did drop a lot more. Either way, they got the heave ho and we did get to see that since they left the Biggest Loser campus, they’ve already shed more than 50 pounds between them.
Personally, I’d love to fast forward to the last couple of weeks so that I can see how svelte these people get but either way, it’s delicious programming without the calories. Now if only I could lose 9 pounds in a week, then I could have reached my goal and quit complaining. Okay, reality check. I’m Losing For Good -that’s what Weight Watchers tells me – for every pound I lose it goes to charity and as of this morning, I think I’ve taken off a pound and half. We shall see what the scale says on Friday…stay tuned and see if this Little Loser pulls in a big weight loss this week!
After lamenting about my weight gain this summer, I’ve officially decided to give my tried and true diet ally a whirl. Weight Watchers.
I’ve been a lifetime member since I’m 12 years old so if anything is going to get me to lose weight and keep it off, then it’s Weight Watchers or bust.
Plus, if I lose weight in the next several weeks, I can actually do it for a good cause!
On September 7, Weight Watchers will launch Lose for Good, a campaign created to empower people to get healthier while also giving back to others in need. The program addresses two global epidemics – obesity and chronic hunger and malnutrition.
For every pound lost with Weight Watchers during a six-week period, beginning September 7 and ending October 18, Weight Watchers will donate the cost of one pound of food — up to one million dollars. The funds will go to two hunger-fighting organizations: Share Our Strength, which works to make sure no child in America grows up hungry, and Action Against Hunger, which provides immediate and long-term solutions for hunger to people around the world.
To learn more about the Lose for Good campaign, view exclusive content including a video by the visionary iO Tillett Wright and Overspray, and to get involved, visit Lose for Good. Or, to join Weight Watchers online, click here.
For the last installment of the co comment parenting challenge, I tackle the topic of weight loss again, but this time, it’s not about the food I’ve eaten, it’s all about the aftermath of all those barbecues and sweets. When bad food leads to big bottoms…(fyi, the woman you see in the picture below is not me).
I have officially become my grandmother. Determined not to go up a dress size despite my numerous pig out sessions this summer and the fact, that yes, I have gained 8 pounds since my momentous Jenny Craig slim down, I purchased a dress at Ann Taylor Loft and decided that even though it fit a bit snug around my hips, I was going to buy it because it looked so damn cute on the headless mannequin.
And so, this morning, as I got the kids ready for their first day of school, I picked out my brand new dress to wear for an important morning meeting. As I fidgeted with the slip that had been sewn into the frock, I kept feeling like something didn’t look right. If only I could smooth out that look, I thought to myself. And then a lightbulb went off in my head. All I need is a girdle.
Oy vey. A girdle. I am thisclose to 40 years of age and now I’ve gone over the deep end and have sunk to a new low. I wear girdles. Well, today I’m wearing one and to be honest, it’s cutting off the circulation in my thighs and midsection and when I walk, the sewn in slip rides up to my waist and I find myself pulling at my dress so that my undercover undergarment can’t be seen.
As I walked my son into his first grade class and attempted to help him find his seat, all I could keep thinking about was my uncomfortable dress and whether anyone else could see my girdle. And after I gave him a peck on the cheek and raced out of the school, pulling my dress down the entire time, I realized one important lesson about the end of summer and the beginning of the school year. Never let them see your girdle and if the dress don’t fit, buy a bigger size.
I know we’ve already tackled weight loss plans I should be hitting in the next few weeks (Weight Watchers is topping the list), but any surefire undergarments you can recommend that don’t cut off your circulation while wearing them? Inquiring minds and tushes want to know.
It’s week three of the co comment parenting challenge so hopefully you know the drill, read my post and get ready to comment because you can win cash prizes! At the end of the month we’ll be awarding prizes to our winners so hopefully this topic will hit home with you and will get you inspired to let your fingers do the typing.
Dressing Room Disaster…
It happened again. After inhaling french fries, pizza, wine, cookies, cakes, smoothies, ice cream and other calorie laden foods that normally go right to the back of my thighs, I am once again facing a weighty problem. Translation – I need to go on a diet.
The icing on the cake, so to speak, took place yesterday at an outlet mall. While vacationing with friends, the hubbies dutifully took the kids to a water park while my girlfriend and I decided to hit our favorite stores. But a funny thing happened on the way to J Crew and Banana Republic. Either they’ve started to cut their sizes a lot smaller than they used to, or my tush is now about the size of Delaware. Either way, when I excitedly grabbed an adorable selection of outfits to try on at Banana, I had a serious wake up call with my dressing room mirror when nothing, and I repeat NOTHING fit properly. The skirts were all snug around my hips, the shirts pinched my flabby arms and even my middle – which normally is flat, hung out of a dress that I thought would look so cute on me at a Bar Mitzvah we’re attending next week.
Recently, I read a blog post about how dressing room disasters usually cause women to go on diets immediately after they stare at their cellulite ridden thighs. Well, I have to agree, my rude awakening in the Banana Republic dressing room has left me with no choice. It’s time to either hit Jenny Craig, Weight Watchers, the Zone, Atkins or some other cockamamie diet so I can be thin by Christmas.
There honestly is no justice when it comes to me and weight loss. I’m always chubby in the summer and then I slim down in the winter. And so, here I am again, with a few more french fries and barbecues to inhale before the official end of my personal chow down.
If you have any suggestions on how I should attack my weight loss this time around or if you’re facing a weight loss crisis, or if you believe that Banana Republic and J Crew are intentionally making their sizes smaller to make me feel fat, then weigh in now!
It happened again. I went on my umpteenth diet, lost more than 10 pounds and just as summer hit, I gained almost all of it back. How could it have happened? I was so good. Loving all those Jenny Craig meals but not the huge bill that hit my credit card and so I ditched Jenny and figured I could weather the weight loss storm on my own. Those size fours looked so cute on me in February, March, April and even May but suddenly, it’s July and like “Groundhogs Day,” I’m back and I’m chubby again.
When I was in the fourth grade I even had the nickname Stubby Beth – not a name I’m proud of but I wear that moniker like a badge of honor – especially when I’m feeling and looking thin and trim. But unfortunately, my timing when it comes to dieting is always way off. I should start my diets in April or May so that when July hits, I don’t feel self conscious about my thighs, calves, stomach and those heinous Haddassah arms. If you’re not Jewish, I hate to exclude you but what that means is if you stretch your arms out wide, your under fat will start flapping in the wind.
I know I shouldn’t feel bad – I mean I can still squeeze into a size six – especially when I’m shopping at Ann Taylor Loft – gotta love that they always run those sizes so big, but frankly, I’m fed up that no matter how hard I try to lose weight I always succeed and fail time and time again. As I sit here digesting the three glasses of wine, steamed lobster and Weight Watchers key lime pie my mom made for us this weekend, all I can say is it’s time to buckle up, shut the trap and start watching the calories all over again. Either that or maybe it’s time for liposuction. Who am I kidding? I’m too chicken to go under the knife, and so it’ll be time again to pick the diet du jour. Hello, Weight Watchers? Remember me? It’s your old friend, Stubby Beth.