Stalled Out

First things first, this going to a meeting after getting off work and staying up half the night is ruining my mojo. I did a scale peek yesterday morning and happen to know I was down at least a pound. Then I go weigh in this morning, after running my ass off all night at work, and I had a feeling that I would be up. Fortunately, I maintained. I had already psyched myself up that if I saw a gain, it had to just be from it being the "end" of my day instead of when I first wake up, which is when I prefer to weigh in. I find it kind of crazy that I weighed in at EXACTLY the same thing I weighed two weeks ago (remember I had to skip last week because of all the wedding hoo-ha.)

Anyway, I'm back on track, actually USING my points tracker, and made a delish breakfast style dinner tonight before work. I wish I could chill at home with Dave tonight. Not too terribly many more of these shifts to work as a full-time gal. Afterwards, I'll do 1-2 shifts a month at the hospital and they can be day shifts too, which really sounds tempting.

My meeting was kind of blah. My normal leader was out of town, so we had one of the receptionists do our meeting. It was all about building your support network, and we ended up talking a lot about food pushers. My "WITA" will be very short today, as I was tired, not paying attention, and I'm pretty sure I was annoying the lady next to me with my 1.3 yawns per minute.

WITA: Saturday May 15, 2010

• Our substitute leader said that succeeding at Weight Watchers is 99% psychological. I totally know that, but to hear it, really makes you think about some of the things you do to sabotage yourself, talk yourself into "cheating" and generally screwing yourself out of success. I am my biggest hurdle.
  
• She also said something really great about food pushers. She said, "'The word 'No' is a complete sentence. The phrase 'No, thank you" is a polite complete sentence." I totally dig this attitude.
• I'm really starting to accept that there will be some weeks where I don't go near a journal. Or, I try, and keep forgetting it. Or I start writing and only manage to journal breakfast. I realize that those weeks will come and go, but ultimately what will help me succeed is that I make sure I don't let my psyche talk me into quitting after one, two, or a whole string of those kind of weeks.

Sorry so short, but I have coffee to drink, hair to curl, and scrubs to jump into. I actually had a decent night at work last night with very pleasant patients. I'm keeping my fingers crossed for more of the same. I'm off for the next 4 nights after tonight, and I'm really looking forward to getting in some good runs this week with my Nike+. I have several I'd like to upload here, but I'm having trouble figuring it out. If anyone can tell me how I can post the little pictures of my runs to my blog, that would rock!