Donuts Part II and BOO!

Happy to report that A) I survived Saturday without a single donut passing my mouth and all the leftovers being thrown in the trash AND B) Not a single Hershey's bar, Reese's Peanut Butter Cup, Almond Joy, or tootsie roll was consumed on this the mecca of candy overload.

Get thee hence Donut!

These luscious confections are my worst enemy.  Without fail, if a box was placed before me, I could eat the entire thing. 

My parents are here this weekend for Halloween, and their weekend ritual with the kids is a trip to Shipley's Donuts -- a local donut shop.  I am preparing myself mentally and physically to withstand temptation.  I can't eat just one...for it will trigger an entire metabolic reaction that induces me to eat thousands.

I've readied my walking gear and headed out for a 3 mile walk.  Hopefully, that will help.

Otherwise, I may have to dump them all in the garbage.

No Excuses update:

I haven't weighed in yet, so I'm not sure how successful I was this week.  After my SOS starvation alert the other night, my state of hunger hasn't been so bad. 

I went out to dinner with my husband and some friends before opening night of Hamlet at The Rep, and ordered a salad/no dressing and a portabella mushroom appetizer.  It was hard to determine the points, but it was very small.

I'm starving!

My battle with weight can be traced back to Kindergarten when my mother took me to the doctor who told me I couldn't eat sandwiches after school anymore.  Thus I was put on my first diet.

Now at the age of fourtysomething, I've dieted, thought about dieting, been on a diet, been off a diet, dieted again, for nearly every day since that point.

In the past 2 years, I've regained the 20lbs I lost after giving birth to my last child.  I thought after having him and successfully losing the proverbial postpartum weight, I had finally conquered the weight issue.  Weight Watchers points had been my friend, and a very successful tool. 

I was wrong.

I'm not sure where the turning point was (I don't think any dieter ever knows) but slowly I started eating the snacks that I had avoided and the second helpings that before I could pass by.  Then, the real collapse came when I got sucked into PTA and my stress level escalated and the only thing that "helped" was cake.  And lots of it. Like sheet cake portions.

I literally ate my way through last year as I planned, decorated, recruited, acquired, catered -- it overwhelmed me.  And since I don't drink, I turned to sugar.

And it didn't stop there -- now I am  PTA president and although I'm not planning high end events, I am still dealing with a stress level that is equal to the former.  But it all came to a head last week when I went to the doctor and gasped as I got on the scale.  Not that it was a surprise, I haven't been able to fit into any of my "real" clothes for a year.  But it was a shock nonetheless.  Finally, I hauled myself off to Weight Watchers last Friday because I new the overeating had to stop.

So, I started this blog to HELP me navigate my wagon on the return road to weight loss.  I hope here I can complain, vent, cry, succeed, and just plain chronicle my journey.

Tonight I just want to yell that I am absolutely starving!  I'm about ready to eat the computer screen!  I'm not really sure how many calories 23 points equals -- but I think it should be considered cruel and unusual punishment.  I really don't remember EVER being this hungry before. 

I'm hoping it gets better -- like my body is going through food withdrawls and it must adjust to the new normal.  Because if not, I think sheet cake would be a whole lot better than this.