The Valentine's Day Weight Loss Challenge
I don't know about you, but the older I get, the harder it's become for me to lose weight. I've been on every diet imaginable - from Weight Watchers, to Jenny Craig, to the Zone to no carbs, I've managed to gain and lose more weight over the last two decades than I care to remember. I have what I'd like to call a sliding wardrobe...I always have three to four different pant sizes available at any given time and this year, I was busting out of my biggest size and knew it was time to pull the plug on my out of control eating behavior and finally lose weight once and for all.
As I was busting out of my jeggings, my husband decided to pull an intervention on me by challenging me to a weight loss battle. Now that we're five weeks into our challenge, I have steadily lost weight with the help of the Biggest Loser Meal Plan which sends you meals each week that are fresh, unprocessed and surprisingly spicy. My husband isn't doing the meal plan but is opting instead to cut his calories and exercise.
As the weight is finally coming off, what I have realized is that I'm feeling so much better about myself. My biggest sizes are swimming on me and I'm actually feeling so much more comfortable wearing fitted clothes instead of a dress with an oversized sweater covering my thighs and rear end. And while my husband's initial motive kind of ticked me off, I realized that once he turned our diet into a competition, I was deterimined to win.
So far, I'm down seven pounds and I'm this close to breaking through my first plateau. My ultimate goal is actually to lose 20 pounds before my daughter's Bat Mitzvah this May but either way, if I can beat my husband and lose 10 pounds before Valentine's Day, I will be the happiest mom in my neighborhood.
Now I bet you're wondering, what will you win if you beat your hubby? While I initially thought my husband would agree to drive down to Florida to see my parents (that's what he initially promised to do if I won), I think that was just a ploy to get me to commit to a weight loss regime. I'm so determined right now to reach my first goal that it doesn't really matter what I win. As long as I can finally wear my skinny jeans and my thighs don't rub together when I walk, then honestly, that's like winning an Olympic challnge.
So here's hoping that by February 14, I'll be 10 pounds lighter and two sizes smaller. And I'm even willing to forego a romantic calorie laden dinner so I can continue to keep losing. Because as my former Weight Watchers instructor used to say: "Nothing tastes as good as thin feels." Want to see how well I've done so far? Then check out my latest video!
Are you and your partner dieting together? I'd love to hear your story.