Friday, February 24, 2006

YAM = 1

It's hard for me to believe it but I have now been at or below my maintenance weight for over one year (YAM = years at maintenance). Roughly a year ago, I was having my first beer in a couple of months to celebrate making it one WAM (week at maintenance). I guess the next logical landmark is DAM (decade at maintenance). Hmmm, that's a little daunting. Anyone know a word that means 2 years? Or maybe 20 months? I'll take any landmark I can get.

This anniversary seems like as good a reason as any to get back in the saddle with the KOFTRB. And Sir Chubalot has been telling me there's new blood around the table. So cheerio to you all, old and new.

Looking back at the past year, it's been quite a crazy journey. I flirted with something that looked uncomfortably like anorexia right after getting my lifetime charm from Weight Watchers. Then, moving into my first holiday season on "the plan" I realized just how tough it can be to get back in the saddle. Though I didn't record it here, my weight inched up regularly through November into December so that by January I was right at my goal weight -- hanging in around 167.5, up from an average 162-163 back in the Fall.

The past two months have been steady but still a little higher than I'd like. Last weekend, I came back from a combination week out of town for work/weekend in New York for play back up at 167. Luckily (???), I was hit with a stomach bug this week and wasn't able to eat much of anything for about 36 hours. Sir Chubalot coined this the IPECAC diet and though it does have the benefit of working relatively quickly, the discomfort is not really worth the results.

My biggest problem seems to be keeping a regular infusion of fruits and vegatables in my diet. I was using raisins as my regular crutch -- with a cache stored in my desk at work -- but then the mice got to them. Now I have to remember to bring stuff from home everyday and integrating anything new into the daily routine (yeah, I'll get to that flossing real real soon...) is a pain in the ass. If I have any breathtaking revelations about incorporating such "good" foods more regularly, I'll share them, and I'd be ecstatic to get any insight from anyone else.

(A quick note on the quote-unquote goodness thing: I'm not a big fan of the value judgements that get so mixed up in this whole diet/healthy living debate. I don't believe food has any inherent moral standing. I don't believe people that choose to ingest more or less of one kind of food or another have any relative moral standing compared to anyone else. The skinniest people I've ever known have been drug addicts and people with eating disorders. The best lovers I've known have been on the heavier side and, in my limited experience, a supermodel might look amazing on the page but looks downright sickly in person. Many foods have been demonized and then redeemed in the past. I have successfully lost weight even though I drink way too much diet soda and have a high-carb, low-protein breakfast every single day. Shall I go on? The bottom line is trying to eat healthfully does not translate to "being good" to me. Rant concluded...for now.)

I know for some of you the thought of wavering around within 3 pounds of their goal weight sounds like a blessing and what should I be belly-aching about if I'm still under my goal weight. And true, I'm in a better position than I probably have ever been before in my life. But like with so many things, no silver lining comes without a cloud. Ever since reaching maintenance a year ago, the anxiety of slipping backwards and suddenly finding myself 25 pounds overweight again has been at times overwhelming. I've gone through the yo-yo process so many times before, the thought of being back in that place is staggeringly depressing. The kind of depressing that would require a directive to my lovely wife to hide anything sharp around the house.

So I'll be slipping off to WW this weekend so I can update my stats. The REAL milestone WW-wise will be be a lifetime member for a year. That'll come in April and by then I'll have the additional inspiration of swimsuit season coming up to keep me on the program. I didn't snag the attention of any twenty-something coeds last summer but hey, it's a brand new year...