Rebooting my Healthy Habits series for the COVID generation. Continue reading Healthy Habit #5: Two lessons about plate geometry, just in time for Thanksgiving
Six weeks of no aesthetic services has made me realize just how high-maintenance I have become. Sure, I miss my … Continue reading Quarantine Diary 6: Five things, vanity edition
Full disclosure: I’ve been in and out of WW (formerly Weight Watchers) since the sixties when I joined my mother’s … Continue reading Quarantine Diary 3: WW taught me how to survive a pandemic without gaining 30 pounds
A few months ago, my Nurse Practitioner and I determined that a three-day bellyache was the result of an intolerance … Continue reading Breakfast solutions with less dairy and fewer eggs
A few months ago, I suffered a bellyache that confined me to the couch with a heating pad for three … Continue reading Intolerant? Me? No way!
Cashew Chicken Salad From the kitchen of Libby McCormack Cooper This is an old family favorite. I’m not sure where … Continue reading Libby’s Chicken Salad
Warning: This post is directed to members and former members of Weight Watchers. Others may be confused by the talk of … Continue reading Everything changes. Again.
Sometimes, in spite of our best efforts, the numbers on the scale don’t budge. Or–God forbid!–they go in the wrong … Continue reading Healthy Habit #9: Step away from the scale!
My mantra became, “Don’t let what you want at the moment get in the way of what you want most.”
When I started wearing my Fitbit, I was pretty much convinced that I was already moving enough to maintain my weight. After losing 35 pounds twelve years ago with Weight Watchers, my healthy eating and activity habits are pretty well-documented and well…habitual. I refuse to eat less than my recommended budget. My mantra: Don’t do anything to lose weight that you aren’t willing to do to keep it off.
Moreover, I’ve been a WW leader for seven years. I know this stuff. But I’m also in my sixties and retired. And the scale was giving me feedback I didn’t like. But seriously, shouldn’t that sweaty 45 minutes on the elliptical four times a week, a yoga class, a long walk every Friday, little walks in between, and living in a three-story house be enough? I mean I’m not THAT sedentary, right? Continue reading “It makes me feel like dancing”