Yesterday after I weighed in, right around the time when I wrote the post, I was wobbling between "worth it" and "not worth it." As in, was it worth it to make a big push to try to win my DietBet?
I decided on "worth it." I have tried 1600 calories a day before -- it breaks down nicely into 4 meals at 400 calories each, or, as I prefer to do it, 3 meals and two snacks. Yesterday's food is pictured here, except one Hershey's Miniature that I found in my coat pocket (Easter bunny?) and ate before calculating the calories (42). It turned out that even with that, I was under 1600 for the day. I had my one-year-old nephew overnight unexpectedly, which helped keep me too busy to snack.
It isn't hard for me to do this on days like yesterday, where I'm home most of the day and very in control of my food. It's harder when I have a work lunch or a family party. My husband is on spring break this week and is helping with cooking (he made the stuffed peppers last night) and cleanup, which is a huge help. It also helps that he would also like to lose about 25 pounds. He's not as likely to suggest a night out if this is also his goal.
I will be away at a conference this weekend, which may be good or bad. I think I'm going to pack some safe food just in case. On the plus side, no big Sunday dinner to contend with. Unfortunately, I probably won't be home in time for swimming -- I have missed so many practices that I'm starting to dread going back.
I think a couple weeks of clean eating could really help me, whether or not I can still win the DietBet. But I'm really, really hoping that I can. I'm not worried about losing the $25, but I really want to have a chance to win the trip. And, even more than that, I really want to lose the weight. Getting out of the 180s will be a big relief, and getting my BMI safely away from "obese" will be too. The last time I was in NYC, I bought clothes that look impossibly small to me now, and I was at 165 (only a longtime dieter knows what weight she is at all life's events). I felt and looked great, even though I wasn't at my ultimate weight goal. Every pound lost is a pound closer to that feeling.