So….I’m back on the Weight Watchers bandwagon. I’d been thinking about it for awhile anyway, because a lot of people at work are doing Profile by Sanford. Several are having success with it, but when I asked my doctor about it, she said she’d recommend Weight Watchers, if I was going to do any weight loss program. We talked a bit about the blog, about my eating habits, and basically she told me that while I know what I need to do as far as diet, exercise, etc., I have to be ready/willing to make the change in my head before I will commit fully to it. What kind of kicked my arse about it all was editing some photos for a recent post, and because of the way my photo folders are organized, I came across pictures for this post.
Oh, how everything changes, and yet, nothing at all changes. I felt like such a colossal failure after re-reading that post. I was bound and determined that I wasn’t going to be on BP meds, and that I was going to eat healthier, and be more active. And here I am, a year later, still overweight, still not eating as well as I should, and on increased BP medication. I thought maybe by publicly posting my resolve for the world to see, I would be more inclined to stick with it. But no. I’m not any better than I was a year ago, and I finished reading that post, shameful and mentally berating myself for being such a slacker. I’m only half-joking when I tell people my blood pressure was so high, I was basically a stroke waiting to happen. I’m not yet 40, and I’m nowhere near ready to die. I know, when your time’s up, that’s it, and there’s no coming back. But I can control this, I should be controlling this, and yet, I chose not to.
So one weekend, after reading through a Weight Watchers page in a forum I participate in, I re-joined. Somewhat spur of the moment, but I’d been thinking about it off and on for a few months anyway. I’ve done WW enough to know where my problem area lies–Tracking. They tell you at the meetings, “If you bite it, write it.” I have a tendency to do really well for a week or two, then get really lazy about writing everything down. And while I’m just doing the online version (the meetings just don’t work with my schedule right now), for the first week, I made myself track EVERYTHING. I didn’t worry so much about sticking to DP or using WP or AP (Daily Points, Weekly Points and Activity Points, FYI). I wanted to know exactly what I was consuming, and to see what all was contributing to my weight gain. It was ugly, but that first week, I had a loss. The second week, I focused more on trying to make better food choices–I’ve been refusing the treats that people have been bringing to work, and so far, we’ve been rather good about fighting the urge to eat out. Which isn’t forbidden on WW, but until I get a better handle on a few things, it’s probably better to stay away from restaurants. And that week, I also lost more weight. So at least I’m on the right track now.
Which is why I’m sharing this recipe for Strawberry Crepes.
They can either be a weekend breakfast, or dessert. For those who are wondering, the way I made them (ie., with the dollop of TruWhip), they’re 4 PointsPlus. But you get a lot of berries and a rather large crepe.
And crepes aren’t as hard as you might think. If you can make pancakes, you can make these.
I would suggest that if your berries are on the sweeter rather than tart side, you can leave out the sugar, but I didn’t use a huge amount, so it didn’t add much. I just wanted to cut their tartness more than anything. And though we actually ate more of the berries than called for in the recipe, we still have leftover crepes, which I’ll likely use for breakfast. Some ham and cheese, perhaps. Depending on points, of course. Assuming that I’m still blogging this time in 2016, we’ll see if I’m still slacking or have at least hit my weight goal. Right now, my motivation is that by my birthday, I want to be able to wear this:
And by “this,” I mean the grey “Pleased to Meet Me” t-shirt on the right. It was a bit tighter than I would’ve liked when I bought it (all the ‘Mats t-shirts seem to run on the small side), but my rationale was that I’d lose enough weight to fit into to. Ha! Well, this year, it’s my goal to wear it by my birthday. Whether or not I can accomplish that remains to be seen.