Greetings on a Monday friends! If any of you have been watching the news or weather channel, you may know we have been getting an absurd amounts of rain over here in Pensacola. 13.1 inches on Saturday, and then several more yesterday. All is well on our side of town though...no one is floating away. We are dogsitting and monitoring my sisters house for the weekend and week....and I had grand plans of floating naked in the pool and sunning my bits...but alas...no bit tanning to be had.
After Memorial Weekend we were supposed to return geared up for a 7 day "detox" if you will, which included eating only "clean" foods. This was really Heather's idea, geared to get me back on track with my food choices. Well, after I informed her that "clean eating" meant that SHE could not drink beer or have wine for 7 days...
she decided her idea was stupid.
I decided to go with it for the most part...
Really, I just enacted the old Amy's plan of DOING BETTER. You know. Every so often I give it a go. Less calories, less junk, more water, more fresh food, less candy, less cookies, no fast food, less eating out, preparing lunches, having healthy snacks on hand.
I know that I eat (aka) GRAZE the most at work. It can be terrible. A little here, a little there...a few pounds here, and a few inches there. So I got rid of our crap, and tried to come up with a plan. Drink water before I go for food, eat almonds or string cheese instead of oreos...drink a diet sunkist if I just HAVE to have a soda, then drink a little more water.
It's been going pretty good. Of course it always does for a few weeks.
If you always do what you've always done, you'll always get what you've always got....
That's the saying right? So what am I doing different this time? Well hell...
Here is the truth about weight loss surgery folks.
No matter WHICH surgery a person picks... No matter which device, which cut, which operation, which staple, which implant, which THING that a person chooses...
It can fail. The person can fail. The device can fail. The surgery can fail. There can be complications...either by fault of the body, the surgeon, the patient, or the device. And for those of you who have blogged long enough, searched blogs long enough, researched, or seen it with your own eyes...sometimes it just doesn't work out.
It's important to know that the band is not the right choice for everyone. Neither is the sleeve. Neither is gastric bypass. But whatever choice someone makes, they have to take responsibility for their actions. The actions of a weight loss patient have a direct impact on the outcomes of their tool or surgery.
And I worry about those who have to switch to an alternative weight loss surgery option, either because they didnt get the results they hoped for with their original choice or because their original choice failed. Think about Carnie Wilson. She chose to band over bypass. And you would think that with 2 weight loss surgeries in place...she would FOR SURE succeed this time. But if you can cheat bypass, and you can cheat the band (as I well know), then what's to say that you CAN'T cheat both?
We cheat our surgeries...we eat too much, we push too much...we eat sliders, we eat shit...
We do things we are not supposed to because we are addicted to food. Our actions and the way our brain is wired does not change with a weight loss surgery...regardless of which one we choose.
So. With all that said. Clearly my band has helped me. It has helped me temper my actions. It has prevented me from going apeshit crazy. It has helped me from gaining back 160 or so pounds back and more.
But when I saw 184.8 on the scale....that wasn't my bands fault.
It was mine.
And regardless of whether I need more restriction, or could use more restriction...more restriction wouldn't restrict my brain.
Which is my biggest enemy.
For most of us...this will always be a battle. And I guess we just choose our weapons and hope to that we have good aim...most of the time.