On the 7th June 2010 at about 6pm, I made the rather impulsive and spur-of-the-moment decision to sign up to WeightWatchers online and get my weight sorted out once and for all. It genuinely wasn’t planned, and at that time I had no idea what would happen. The only thing I promised myself at the time would be that I would go into it with my eyes wide open, and without the blind optimism that had preceded all previous attempts.
I’d lost weight before. Many times in fact. I’d actually lost a lot of weight before on diets like the Atkins diet, and even a fair amount on WeightWatchers too at one point in the distant past. Like most serial-dieters all I did once I’d lost the weight was to go back to however I used to eat, which surprisingly enough very quickly took me back to how much I used to weigh. And a bit more for good luck usually. This time I needed to change how I ate for good.
So, I weighed myself. 18st 4lb. Not the heaviest I’d ever been – at one point I’d tipped the scales at about 9lb heavier than that, but to be honest that’s still way too heavy. I’m in my forties, and the threat of diabetes, heart problems and just about everything else-problems was starting to loom very large in my future, so action was probably long overdue.
The other decision that I made within the first few hours of that decision was that I would write a blog of my experiences. I wanted to be able to document what I was doing, what I was feeling, what worked and what didn’t, and I wanted to do that without fear of embarrassment, shame or humiliation. That indicated that the blog needed to be anonymous, because I wanted to be able to write with complete honesty, and that’s when The Shrinking Man came about.
It is now 8am on June 6th 2011, so we’re just about 52 weeks on from that fateful evening, and I’m feeling pretty good about things at the end of the first year of the new me. I’ve just weighed in for the 52nd time, and I hit the scales at 14st 3lb. That’s an STS (stayed the same) week-on-week, but a grand total of 4st 1lb (57lb) lighted than this time last year, so I’m going to rightly sit back and congratulate myself this week. To be honest, I think I’d have dropped off a couple of pounds this week, but I have been away for an anniversary weekend with my wife and have eaten pretty much what I wanted for two days, so really can’t grumble.
I actually lost most of the weight in the first six months, and since then it’s been a bit of a struggle, but I’m still going in the right direction, albeit achingly slowly at times. What fills me with optimism is that historically I would have lost the weight in the first six months, and then put it back on in the next six, so the fact that not only have I kept it off, but have continued to lose makes me think that I’m doing pretty well.
I’m not finished with this by a long shot, but my end target is in sight. I have a further 27lb to lose, which will take me down to 12st 4lb, which will be six stone lighter than when I started. I’m aware that it might take me a while to lose the rest, but I’m quite relaxed about the fact that I will get there, and that all the hurdles that I will face will be helping me prepare for the longer-term project called “keeping it all off”.
The fundamental thing that’s different this time round is that I’m learning to eat more sensibly and in a way that is genuinely sustainable in the long-term. I’ve still got some way to go, but learning to balance weekends like this one and modifying what I eat to respond to that, is all part of the longer game.
Anyway, this is my end of year report:
The Shrinking Man has dedicated himself to shrinking this year, and should be proud of his achievements to date. He’s managed to lose 57lb, and shows every sign that he will continue to lose until he hits his 12st 4lb target, which is 27lb away. He’s rightly proud and happy of what he’s achieved so far, and has genuinely learnt a lot about himself over the past 52 weeks. If he continues to apply what he’s learnt to his shrinking, and accepts the fact that if he’s in it for the long-term, then he has to learn to incorporate periods of difficulty into his plans, then I’m sure he’ll go on to make a success of himself. Good luck TSM. (Report provided by whatever twisted part of your mind keeps making you refer to yourself in the third person).
Here’s to the next 52 weeks.
Have a good week.