Let's talk about those nasty extra pounds.....

that sneak up when you aren't watching.....

MY OLD LIFE....

It happened.
When I least expected it, I've gained a few pounds.
Based on the fact that a pair of pants that I easily glided on in November would not zipper comfortably the other day--it's probably more like 8-10 pounds.
I'm going to go with 9.
I don't like double digits....when it comes to weight gain.
So, I'm back on the band wagon.

But, what does that mean?

Like many of my banded brethren, I have vowed never to diet again.
And, I have no intentions of going back on that vow.
Not now.
Not ever.
I got my Lapband for many reasons.....one of them being the no-dieting thing.
Even though there are moments when I miss the thrill of a new diet....I shall not diet.

Why are there moments when I miss going on a diet?
A diet brings with it hope.
And the thrill of successes.
Plus, it's something new.
I like new and shiney things that bring hope and success.
Don't you?

So, let me tell you---it's pretty tough right now NOT TO GO ON A DIET.
I'm truly sacrificing here by not going on a diet.
I know that sounds absolutely crazy but hear me out.
First of all---I've never been on a diet when I only have to lose 10 pounds from the beginning.
So, that in itself makes me want to go on a diet.
I only have to lose 10 pounds!!
Quite a bit different from the 50, 80 and 100 that I was always facing on every other diet I went on.
It sounds kind of enchanting.
I remember when people would tell me that they wanted to go on a diet to lose 10 pounds.
I would look at them like they had 2 heads! What's 10 pounds?
So, yeah, I would like to be that girl who says she is going on a diet to lose 10 pounds.

Plus, I've been missing the whole idea and feeling of losing weight.
I've sat back in astonishment all these months as I ate those cookies and that chocolate and drank that wine and never gained an ounce.
I mean, it's not like I ate the same volume of food that I did in my pre-banded days!! Heaven's no...thank you Lapband!
But, given that I have always lived with a good food-bad food mentality, I equate cookies and chocolate and wine and chips and nachos as being bad food that you eat when you were being a bad dieter. I soooo deserved to gain weight if I ate them.
Does anyone get what I am saying?
Or, am I really crazy?

Well, all that chatter didn't help me with my problem.
It brings me right back to my quandary....the only way I know how to lose weight is to go on a diet.
And I am not going on a diet.
But, damn I have to get rid of these 9 pounds.....