Diet FAIL

One day, in early February, while looking at my muffin top in the mirror I decided I would go on a diet, I weighed 130 pounds, give or take a few depending on the day. I was so gung-ho. A friend of mine told me of a website (www.fitday.com) that you could put in what you ate and it automatically told you how many calories you consumed and how many more you can eat for the rest of the day in order to achieve your weight goal. I was supposed to limit myself to 1,200 calories per day.

The first week went GREAT. I cut out all sodium, soda, and fast food. I planned my meals out everyday, cooked dinner every night (Jim LOVED that), and prayed that I would keep it up long enough to at least make my muffin top noticeably smaller. End of week 1 I weighed 127.

Week 2 started out great too, I had all the meals planned out for the week. Chicken and noodles, meatloaf, maybe even a steak or 2. By the end of week 2 I was working with Jim more at his business which meant less time at home to cook. so the meat was defrosted, yet not cooked. It was a sad sad day when I had to throw out 4 chicken breasts. By the end of week 2 I weighed 124.

At the end of week 2 I was very proud of myself, 6 pounds in 2 weeks! Awesome! After I lost all that weight I realized that it was all water weight. Since I cut out so much sodium the extra fluid absorbed into my system and I slimmed down quickly. After week 2 Jim was so happy for me so he got me a treat from the store. He knew I couldn't have sweets, so the nice man got me a big bag of pretzels!!! Remember what I said 3 sentences ago?? Pretzels=6 pounds on my ass!!! I know what you are thinking.. Adrienne, DON'T EAT THEM!! Sure, easier said than done. Once you get Annika a snack and she asks for pretzels you know you are doomed. The aroma of yummy pretzel-ness is overwhelming and results in one eating a bag of pretzels over a couple days.

End of week 3... 130 pounds.. damnit.

So after starving myself for 2 weeks and then gaining it all back in a matter of days, I had a realization. I can't do a short diet. Even if I do starve myself and workout like crazy and eat nothing but organic greens. After I finish my diet, it will all come back. So really it will be a lifestyle change. Which as of right now, I am not ready to do. I like being able to eat a chocolate chip cookie and not feel guilty about it afterwards. I have 50+ years to live, I can be a size 0 later. But I didn't walk away empty handed, I have learned better eating habits (and I still haven't eaten fast food!) and I am going to still cook dinner as much as I can. But for now, my hubby and daughter still love me whether I weigh 120 or 300 pounds.

And to all of you who can eat whatever they want and still be a size 0..... I hate you...