Weight Watchers stuff
Yesterday was a really sucky day as far as eating goes. I ended up with my journal for the day - not even half full of food, and I went over points, and into my flex points, and didn't even get all of my fruits and veggies.
We were out and about at lunch time, and I really should have brought something with me to eat. Thing is - i'm needing to go grocery shopping right now, and so there wasn't anything really left in the kitchen that doesn't need to be cooked - you know? So I ate a bigger breakfast than normal, and it was high protein - eggs.
So we were out for quite a while, and Brian had to go to work so I had to drop him off and pick him up last night. He said that he needed to get something to eat before work, and said that he wanted a Big Mac. So off to McDonald's we went. Now, I didn't really care tons about this wanting a big mac thing - But, I should tell you that Bri doesn't like Big Macs.. it's *me* that likes big macs, and he scoffs at McDonald's usually. But he was sick to his stomach, and I sure know how you get strange cravings when you're not feeling well.
So we get there, and I order a grilled chicken breast salad, and I ordered the "Low fat ranch" to go on it, which is when the man informs me that they don't have low fat ranch, and can I just say - That signage about the dressing is very deceiving. The only low fat dressing they have is the Italian. You know, that stuff that when it is low fat, is just pretty much salt water. Whatever it is - i don't like low fat Italian, so I opted for the full fat ranch, knowing that usually meant a points cost of 2 more than the low fat variety. I get extra points because i'm breastfeeding, so I can afford to have the full fat dressing now and again - It was really no biggie, especially when you're being good and eating salad for lunch.
Then there was the drink. I drink Diet Dr. pepper, and absolutely hate diet coke, so I had a regular coke - which I refilled on the way out, of course.
I got my salad and it had like - very little salad in it. Only enough that I could count it as one serving of F&V. It was a pretty bland, and unpleasant salad all around, and there I sat, feeling cheated while Brian at my favorite, the big mac. So I snuck a couple of his fries - add a point for that!
Brian expressed to me that he was feeling guilty for eating the big mac in front of me, and I let him off the hook for it. There's a couple things - for one, like I said, not feeling well often inspires strange food cravings, and for two - i find that if you throw a fit about these sorts of things to a man, they do them even more, because it makes you a really good target. It's fun to piss people off - so i've found is the general immature fucking stupid consensus among most people I know.
I took the pamphlet they have about nutrition info with me, so I could figure the points when I got home, and guess what? That lunch cost me 15 points!!!
15 fucking points for what? And just how does McDonald's manage to infuse lettuce leaves with fat anyhow? To give you non-weight watchers people a perspective, I normally eat a huge and very satisfying lunch, with 3 servings of fruits and veggies in it (at the very least - usually more) and it MAY cost as much as 8 points for it all.
So, to this point in the day, I had eaten a bigger breakfast than normal (7 points) and this outrageously unsatisfying 15 point lunch, and I was fucking HUNGRY! Normally I have 17 points left at dinner time, which means I get a big dinner, and a snack or desert.. Not last night! I had something like 8 points left, and was very hungry. I was also in a hurry for dance class, so i ate with the kids - Stouffer's lasagna. 6 points for 1 cup of it. 2 points left, and i'm really feeling cheated at this point, and getting damned bitter about it all. McDonald's was the butt of a few choice wordings of my disgust at the dinner table.
Got home from dance class and my stomach was beginning to rumble, and then it was time to nurse the baby, which took my mind off of it, and then I had to run and get Brian. I had to wait there for him for a half an hour as he was later than expected, and I fumed about how hungry I was, how cheated I felt, and considered running over to get that fucking big mac and starting all over tomorrow. Instead I remembered that I could have a scoop of low fat yogurt at 31 flavors for 4 points, and opted to use 2 flex points, and we went to Baskin Robbins after he got off work and had that.
So we get there, and they have discontinued my favorite low fat yogurt - the raspberry cheesecake one. Completely crushed about this, I shuffled over to the wall where they have all of the weight watchers points posted to look for a viable alternative.
This is when i noticed something. For almost all of the points values listed, they list it as for a "4 oz scoop" and that's what I've always seen on the list, so naturally, I figured that was a normal sized scoop. I mean, who in their right mind would put an unusual sized scoop for a serving size? Everyone just gets one or two scoops - right? Then I saw the ONE - that one that was listed as having a "regular sized scoop". What-the-fuck? Turns out, they have an 8 oz scoop, so all along I was getting a scoop of my low fat raspberry cheesecake yogurt, and writing 4 points, when it was actually 8!
Now i'm getting a bit hot under the collar. I can't do anything right by my diet today, and so I just went with the full scoop of an alternative low fat yogurt that I didn't care much for, and ate it anyhow. I should have gone to the store and gotten the low fat Ben and Jerry's.. it is the same points (But thought it was double before), and tastes good.
So now I am in the negative by 6 points. Fabulous. And still feeling really cheated, and hungry - may I add.
There was this woman at Baskin Robins' that was laughing, no cackling, the entire time we were there, and it was echoing through the place. Now, it's not like she was drunk or very amused, and so she had a bad case of the laughs, which brought out that obnoxious belly laugh that we all have inside of us somewhere. No, this woman would go from straight faced and sober, to a full blown loudest cackle you've ever heard, in the blink of an eye. The baby was sleeping, and he somehow slept through it, but I didn't know how. There'd be silence, and Brian and I would start talking, and then BOOM! Like a sonic blast inside your head, she'd let one out, and I nearly jumped out of my chair a couple times.
And you wonder why they say Americans are loud? I appreciate anyone having a good time. Earlier in the day I saw this woman walking along HWY 95, and she was relatively normal looking. Was wearing jeans, a nice t-shirt, and she had a pair of maracas she was just a shaking away, and was singing all by herself down the highway. She was having herself some fun and out-side of what society calls normal, and though I had a good laugh, it wasn't a laugh at her expense. It was more along the lines of appreciation for such boldness. I adore such things, but Baskin Robbins' cackle girl wasn't having a good time - she was being an obnoxious bitch. She... poisoned my ice cream "experience" and I hate her for that. 8 points I spent to be scared out of my whits by this noise emanating from her head every time I took a lick. Fuck that.
We headed home, and I expressed my disgust in the day's eating problems with "I want Arby's!" - meaning - I'm fucking hungry, and have been cheated all day out of eating something substantive.
Brian said "let's go!" and I looked around and took note of the fact that I had already passed it, and so he told told me to turn around, and I ignored him. Then he said it again, and finally went "Where are you going?" and I said "home" and he said, "I thought we were going to Arby's?" and I said, "no - I was just having a craving", and he said "well, lets go back" and I said "You're really supportive, huh?" and he said "Yes, i'm supportive of whatever you want to do honey!" and then he laughed at the utter stupidness of his own remark, because what I want is to live without insulin, and be healthy.
The average craving for anything lasts about 15 seconds. If you can make it through the 15 seconds, then it will be over... but, not if you, like an idiot, have announced your craving to your husband, who obviously is trying to speed up your death so he can go out and get the life he really wants or something, and keeps throwing it back at you, and encouraging you to go back for it.
So, I pulled up at the Maverick station and stayed in the car with the baby while he went in for a soda for us. He got the highest sugar content he could find - Mountain dew, and I wondered if we were back east, if he'd have gone for the Jolt cola instead (he don't normally drink mountain dew, mind you). I got Diet Dr Pepper.
By now, I was obviously feeling pretty upset, and he inquired as to what. Of course, he wanted to know - he wanted to know how much his being a moron had upset me. I wasn't gonna tell him - You know what I said above about people doing things more if they get a rise out of you, and all. But, it came out anyhow. "I don't understand why it is, if I wanna spend money on something, it has to be a big long discussion and weigh the pros and cons, and decide if we really need the item that I wanna spend money on; but when i'm talking about spending points on food, you're right there with 'lets go!'. WTF is that??" I asked, and he said that I was right and the discussion was over.
We got home and I wrote down my points, and checked off the flex points I had used, and I vowed to make wiser choices the next day, and I have so far.
This is where this entire bitch has been leading to, right here. Last time that I was at Weight Watchers, we had a points range - like say 24-27 for each day. You could safely use all 27 - they were yours to use, or you could use any number in that range, as long as you at least had the 24. If you had less than 27 you were saving or "banking" points for a splurge at a later date that week, or could just not use them at all - whatever. So, it never ever felt like you were going "over points" unless you went over your 27 - you see?
Now, you have a set number of points to use - like 26, and you have 35 flex points to use for the entire week. But, here's the difference, and it is strictly a mental game difference. If you go over your 26 - You have gone over points. Period. You're dipping into those "flex points" but they were never your daily allotment of points to begin with - they were "extras". You see my point?
I don't like this new system at all - I feel like it makes me feel like a looser quite frequently if I use the flex points. And not only that - do you know hard it is to hit a set number of points dead on? You HAVE to use 1-2 fewer points some days to keep from dipping into those dreaded "extras".
They shouldn't have ever changed it - they ruined it. "If it ain't broke, don't fix it."
We were out and about at lunch time, and I really should have brought something with me to eat. Thing is - i'm needing to go grocery shopping right now, and so there wasn't anything really left in the kitchen that doesn't need to be cooked - you know? So I ate a bigger breakfast than normal, and it was high protein - eggs.
So we were out for quite a while, and Brian had to go to work so I had to drop him off and pick him up last night. He said that he needed to get something to eat before work, and said that he wanted a Big Mac. So off to McDonald's we went. Now, I didn't really care tons about this wanting a big mac thing - But, I should tell you that Bri doesn't like Big Macs.. it's *me* that likes big macs, and he scoffs at McDonald's usually. But he was sick to his stomach, and I sure know how you get strange cravings when you're not feeling well.
So we get there, and I order a grilled chicken breast salad, and I ordered the "Low fat ranch" to go on it, which is when the man informs me that they don't have low fat ranch, and can I just say - That signage about the dressing is very deceiving. The only low fat dressing they have is the Italian. You know, that stuff that when it is low fat, is just pretty much salt water. Whatever it is - i don't like low fat Italian, so I opted for the full fat ranch, knowing that usually meant a points cost of 2 more than the low fat variety. I get extra points because i'm breastfeeding, so I can afford to have the full fat dressing now and again - It was really no biggie, especially when you're being good and eating salad for lunch.
Then there was the drink. I drink Diet Dr. pepper, and absolutely hate diet coke, so I had a regular coke - which I refilled on the way out, of course.
I got my salad and it had like - very little salad in it. Only enough that I could count it as one serving of F&V. It was a pretty bland, and unpleasant salad all around, and there I sat, feeling cheated while Brian at my favorite, the big mac. So I snuck a couple of his fries - add a point for that!
Brian expressed to me that he was feeling guilty for eating the big mac in front of me, and I let him off the hook for it. There's a couple things - for one, like I said, not feeling well often inspires strange food cravings, and for two - i find that if you throw a fit about these sorts of things to a man, they do them even more, because it makes you a really good target. It's fun to piss people off - so i've found is the general immature fucking stupid consensus among most people I know.
I took the pamphlet they have about nutrition info with me, so I could figure the points when I got home, and guess what? That lunch cost me 15 points!!!
15 fucking points for what? And just how does McDonald's manage to infuse lettuce leaves with fat anyhow? To give you non-weight watchers people a perspective, I normally eat a huge and very satisfying lunch, with 3 servings of fruits and veggies in it (at the very least - usually more) and it MAY cost as much as 8 points for it all.
So, to this point in the day, I had eaten a bigger breakfast than normal (7 points) and this outrageously unsatisfying 15 point lunch, and I was fucking HUNGRY! Normally I have 17 points left at dinner time, which means I get a big dinner, and a snack or desert.. Not last night! I had something like 8 points left, and was very hungry. I was also in a hurry for dance class, so i ate with the kids - Stouffer's lasagna. 6 points for 1 cup of it. 2 points left, and i'm really feeling cheated at this point, and getting damned bitter about it all. McDonald's was the butt of a few choice wordings of my disgust at the dinner table.
Got home from dance class and my stomach was beginning to rumble, and then it was time to nurse the baby, which took my mind off of it, and then I had to run and get Brian. I had to wait there for him for a half an hour as he was later than expected, and I fumed about how hungry I was, how cheated I felt, and considered running over to get that fucking big mac and starting all over tomorrow. Instead I remembered that I could have a scoop of low fat yogurt at 31 flavors for 4 points, and opted to use 2 flex points, and we went to Baskin Robbins after he got off work and had that.
So we get there, and they have discontinued my favorite low fat yogurt - the raspberry cheesecake one. Completely crushed about this, I shuffled over to the wall where they have all of the weight watchers points posted to look for a viable alternative.
This is when i noticed something. For almost all of the points values listed, they list it as for a "4 oz scoop" and that's what I've always seen on the list, so naturally, I figured that was a normal sized scoop. I mean, who in their right mind would put an unusual sized scoop for a serving size? Everyone just gets one or two scoops - right? Then I saw the ONE - that one that was listed as having a "regular sized scoop". What-the-fuck? Turns out, they have an 8 oz scoop, so all along I was getting a scoop of my low fat raspberry cheesecake yogurt, and writing 4 points, when it was actually 8!
Now i'm getting a bit hot under the collar. I can't do anything right by my diet today, and so I just went with the full scoop of an alternative low fat yogurt that I didn't care much for, and ate it anyhow. I should have gone to the store and gotten the low fat Ben and Jerry's.. it is the same points (But thought it was double before), and tastes good.
So now I am in the negative by 6 points. Fabulous. And still feeling really cheated, and hungry - may I add.
There was this woman at Baskin Robins' that was laughing, no cackling, the entire time we were there, and it was echoing through the place. Now, it's not like she was drunk or very amused, and so she had a bad case of the laughs, which brought out that obnoxious belly laugh that we all have inside of us somewhere. No, this woman would go from straight faced and sober, to a full blown loudest cackle you've ever heard, in the blink of an eye. The baby was sleeping, and he somehow slept through it, but I didn't know how. There'd be silence, and Brian and I would start talking, and then BOOM! Like a sonic blast inside your head, she'd let one out, and I nearly jumped out of my chair a couple times.
And you wonder why they say Americans are loud? I appreciate anyone having a good time. Earlier in the day I saw this woman walking along HWY 95, and she was relatively normal looking. Was wearing jeans, a nice t-shirt, and she had a pair of maracas she was just a shaking away, and was singing all by herself down the highway. She was having herself some fun and out-side of what society calls normal, and though I had a good laugh, it wasn't a laugh at her expense. It was more along the lines of appreciation for such boldness. I adore such things, but Baskin Robbins' cackle girl wasn't having a good time - she was being an obnoxious bitch. She... poisoned my ice cream "experience" and I hate her for that. 8 points I spent to be scared out of my whits by this noise emanating from her head every time I took a lick. Fuck that.
We headed home, and I expressed my disgust in the day's eating problems with "I want Arby's!" - meaning - I'm fucking hungry, and have been cheated all day out of eating something substantive.
Brian said "let's go!" and I looked around and took note of the fact that I had already passed it, and so he told told me to turn around, and I ignored him. Then he said it again, and finally went "Where are you going?" and I said "home" and he said, "I thought we were going to Arby's?" and I said, "no - I was just having a craving", and he said "well, lets go back" and I said "You're really supportive, huh?" and he said "Yes, i'm supportive of whatever you want to do honey!" and then he laughed at the utter stupidness of his own remark, because what I want is to live without insulin, and be healthy.
The average craving for anything lasts about 15 seconds. If you can make it through the 15 seconds, then it will be over... but, not if you, like an idiot, have announced your craving to your husband, who obviously is trying to speed up your death so he can go out and get the life he really wants or something, and keeps throwing it back at you, and encouraging you to go back for it.
So, I pulled up at the Maverick station and stayed in the car with the baby while he went in for a soda for us. He got the highest sugar content he could find - Mountain dew, and I wondered if we were back east, if he'd have gone for the Jolt cola instead (he don't normally drink mountain dew, mind you). I got Diet Dr Pepper.
By now, I was obviously feeling pretty upset, and he inquired as to what. Of course, he wanted to know - he wanted to know how much his being a moron had upset me. I wasn't gonna tell him - You know what I said above about people doing things more if they get a rise out of you, and all. But, it came out anyhow. "I don't understand why it is, if I wanna spend money on something, it has to be a big long discussion and weigh the pros and cons, and decide if we really need the item that I wanna spend money on; but when i'm talking about spending points on food, you're right there with 'lets go!'. WTF is that??" I asked, and he said that I was right and the discussion was over.
We got home and I wrote down my points, and checked off the flex points I had used, and I vowed to make wiser choices the next day, and I have so far.
This is where this entire bitch has been leading to, right here. Last time that I was at Weight Watchers, we had a points range - like say 24-27 for each day. You could safely use all 27 - they were yours to use, or you could use any number in that range, as long as you at least had the 24. If you had less than 27 you were saving or "banking" points for a splurge at a later date that week, or could just not use them at all - whatever. So, it never ever felt like you were going "over points" unless you went over your 27 - you see?
Now, you have a set number of points to use - like 26, and you have 35 flex points to use for the entire week. But, here's the difference, and it is strictly a mental game difference. If you go over your 26 - You have gone over points. Period. You're dipping into those "flex points" but they were never your daily allotment of points to begin with - they were "extras". You see my point?
I don't like this new system at all - I feel like it makes me feel like a looser quite frequently if I use the flex points. And not only that - do you know hard it is to hit a set number of points dead on? You HAVE to use 1-2 fewer points some days to keep from dipping into those dreaded "extras".
They shouldn't have ever changed it - they ruined it. "If it ain't broke, don't fix it."