Over the past month or so, I’ve allowed a few milestones here at Broken Cookies Don’t Count to pass unmentioned. It wasn’t intentional, I just didn’t think about it at the time and it seemed a little silly to mention later. I pay attention to the stats here, but I don’t do this for the stats.
First, I have now written 425 posts, this one will be 426. I’m excited that I’ve stuck with something for this long. It has become a huge part of my life and I don’t see a reason why I would stop anytime soon.
I love comments and sometimes I get them, sometimes I don’t. Sometimes I beg for them, but that’s only on What I Ate Wednesday and I’m asking people to comment on the other blogs linked to WIAW. (Hoping of course that I’ll get a few extra in the process…;-) )
I remember last fall, when Ralph and I were on our long trip out West. I excitedly told him that my page views were about to hit 10,000. He didn’t quite understand what I was talking about, but he was happy and proud nonetheless. As of about 6 months later I’m at 24,410. That’s more than double and I’m pretty excited about it. It’s still a happy day when it goes over 100 and I see that more frequently now. I have all of you to thank for it, and believe me, I thank you.
The biggest milestone, and one I could not forget to mention comes today. Last March, I started to realize that I had a big problem when it came to snacking and Weight Watchers. I would go to WW on Saturday, take what I got from the scale and then go about my weekend. My weekend, as it still does, includes a little more flexibility with the program, knowing I have a week to tighten up my efforts and do well the next Saturday.
Back then, the “weekend flexibility” almost always included chips of some kind or another. I wasn’t always getting the results I hoped for on the scale. I started to think that perhaps my weekend escapades had something to do with it. Lent was coming and as of Ash Wednesday, March 9, 2011, I decided I would give up chips for Lent.
I gave them up and didn’t think a lot about it, but as the weeks went on, I realized a change in my results on the scale. I was losing weight and it was staying off. Hmmm….Not much had changed other than the lack of chips.
Easter came and went, I ate no chips. I kept not eating chips and I kept losing. I was actually able to get below my Weight Watchers goal and finally get back to my personal goal weight and below it!
I made a decision. No Chips For Me! Today is one year that I have not eaten chips. When I say chips I mean Doritos, potato chips, Sun Chips (my favorite), chips with Taco Tuesday. All Chips.
One year later, I am still below my Weight Watchers goal and very close to my personal goal. Do I miss them? Yes. The worst thing is the mindless eating that can occur if I’m somewhere and they’re just sitting out for me to eat. Not thinking I may start to reach for them, but I always catch myself.
Have I achieved World Peace? No, but I’ve accomplished…no, Conquered something I thought would always dog me. I don’t know if this is forever, but I am able to sustain this at the moment and I am very pleased with the results.
Now if I could just conquer peanut butter!! 😦
Before I leave you…A sign of Spring!!
Daffodils in the side yard! Such a pretty day yesterday!
Happy Friday!! No Chips For Me!!