Sunday was the first weigh-in for our family weight-loss contest. All eight contestants lost weight – and then promptly switched into pigout mode. Ben and my nephew Mason, whose two-person team is currently tied for the lead with Colleen and I at 5.5 pounds lost – led the charge, gobbling pizza and chocolate chip cookies and guzzling ice tea.
I feel somewhat to blame for this silliness. Apparently I’ve infected my kids and perhaps some other family members with my longtime habit of following up weigh-ins with indulgent eating.
It’s an understandable impulse, and it doesn’t really hurt anything, I suppose, as long as you shift back into disciplined eating the rest of the week. Trouble is, unlike author Tim Ferriss, who infected me with his enthusiasm for “cheat day” in his book The 4-Hour Body, it sometimes takes me a few days to revert back.
I’ve been trying to shift out of this deadline-based mentality into a more regular diet. I’ve also been thinking about trying to eat more responsibly around others who are prone to overeating, lest I inadvertently infect them with my behavior. The pigout meme is particularly virulent during Sunday dinners at my parents’ house. Sometimes it seems like all it takes is one person letting their guard down, and next thing you know everybody’s digging into the chip dip or M&Ms bowl.
On Sunday I was determined to eat responsibly – only to get re-infected with the very pig virus that I originally infected my kids with! I hope to do better next week. In the meantime, here are our Week 1 results:
Ben and Mason – 5.5 pounds lost total
Colleen and I – 5.5 pounds (she gets credit for 4 of them)
Traci and Grandpa – 4.5 pounds
Brent and Madison – 1.5 pounds
We finally settled on a 6-week time frame for this contest, but have yet to come up with a prize. Any ideas?