Anywhos, so I started doing this in June. I tacked a sheet of folder paper and a pen on a string to my bathroom wall in front of my scale. Every morning when I wake up I get on the scale and write down what surprise the scale had for me. I know there are a lot of people that say you shouldn't weigh yourself every day as it can be stressful and disheartening seeing the results after an extremely lazy day, or a weekend full of partying, or oh geez my robe must be 5 pounds heavier today.
I won't lie, sometimes I freak out (not really) when it climbed in a day and I try so hard to think "what the heck did I eat yesterday? Ohhh fuckin McDonalds!!! you've ruined me!!! But you're so damn yummy."
I love charts, graphs and anything else that keeps track of progress and how things change. In October I started to put all the papers into Excel by month. November is when I started to keep track of events, eating out, or any other thing that could impact my weight. As to my surprise it showed.
November was the month with the most erratic change it was neat to see it on paper.
I don't have an ultimate goal for myself. I figured just put a goal for my chart an take it down a little by little. Lets say if I did hit the chart goal for that month, I would just extend the goal another 5 pounds. So really the chart will never let me end the month in green. lol
So lets see what happened in November.
Blizzcon was my first mini vacay of no work for 3 days. During that time I had ordered Dominos Pizza that lasted me 3 or 4 days. The jump in weight from that was expected and funny as heck to see it spike on my chart.
Back to work and Dominos all gone.
A couple days later my next vacay for WoW Expansion release. I was a little sick during the whole time. Ate, didn't eat, ate, didn't eat. back and forth not feeling like eating to wanting to eat my whole fridge.
I should keep track of my days off on the chart as well. I'll do it this month
The big help for me is work. If I'm at work, I'm busy. I work retail, I'm always on my feet just shy of running around like a chicken with my head cut off. I don't eat at work. My lunch breaks consist of ingesting 4 cigarettes... well not really ingesting, you know what I mean :-P . People offer when they get food and I always decline. They're so sweet tho, they still try to make me eat something so they just buy it and know I'll eat it out of obligation. When I'm not at work I'm always at home gaming and scrounging around in my kitchen. So in the end, along with providing me with money to live, tons of shitty ass stress, and a place where I met amazing friends... Working really does help me with my life long struggle with my weight. Sooo I guess... Thank You work?
