This first week with the Fitness Protection Program, our family’s team in the Wells Weighs In contest at the local Y, has been an adjustment — at least for me.
On the one hand, I feel like this year’s members are more on the same page than last year. Nobody’s whining about eating more produce and fewer processed foods. Everybody’s involved in planning meals, including this week’s hit, Cauliflower Alfredo, which we screwed up and inadvertently made healthier than the Dr. Oz show suggested. (Check back tomorrow for our version’s recipe and pics.)
Even going to the gym feels different. Though we all went as a group only once this week, I was still struck by how much more teamwork was involved, from the two-on-two full-court basketball game to the racquetball pairings to the workout room shifts.
Even more mind boggling, when someone suggested we reward ourselves with a piece of leftover Easter candy from our locker-room stash, there was no fighting over who got what. Everybody picked out a piece and then got on with their lives. That DEFINITELY would not have been the case last year.
Are these really my kids? Is this really my life? Did we really lose 18 pounds between the four of us in Week One? (Answer: Yes).
On the other hand, this teamwork thing has been messing with my highly individualized dietary routine. I couldn’t indulge in my usual Tuesday “pigout” knowing that I’d have to start weighing in on Thursdays from now on. And then I tried an overly tough new diet* on Wednesday, my “experimental eating” day, and wound up psychologically famished by dinner, when the overly delicious Cauliflower Alfredo pushed me over the edge. (It wasn’t high-calorie, but it tasted like it was, and I suddenly found myself getting carried away with jam and bread.)
And so: I wound up gaining weight from Wednesday to Thursday, when we agreed to have a team weigh-in at home to stay on track for the next monthly weigh-in at the Y. It was no big deal, because it didn’t wipe out my overall loss for the week. Still, it messed with my mind a bit, because in the two years since my first Weight Watchers weigh-in, I’m still “undefeated,” so to speak, at the scale**.
I’m not used to slipping up like that. Still, it seems better to shift my routine in pursuit of an overall family goal. All for the good of the team….
*The Eat to Live diet, based on the book by Dr. Joel Fuhrman, isn’t new — it’s just new to me.
**During my nine months of weight loss, I recorded losses every single week for 38 weeks at Weight Watchers. Since then, I’ve managed to weigh in at goal at least once a month as required to maintain my status as a “lifetime” member.