I figure I could quite possibly be the slowest person to lose weight on Jenny Craig and still be on the program. I first started Jenny Craig in April 2017 with about 60 pounds to lose. I could probably stand to even lose a little more but even at 51 years old, with decades of adult life behind me, I’ve never actually figured out what my ideal weight should be. I picked a goal weight that just tips me into the “normal” range for my height. At 5’8” most BMI calculators say I should weigh between 122-164 pounds so I’m going for 164.
Which brings up a point... I’ve always been incredibly irritated by the concept of BMI. “They” (the mysterious people out there who write important things) say that height/weight charts are inadequate and we should use BMI instead. So they come up with a formula that uses height and weight to come up with a number. I’m sorry, but that is the exact same thing as using a height and weight chart! It still completely disregards body composition, meaning muscular people will be judged overweight, while someone with very little muscle could be totally flabby and out of shape but not be considered to be overweight.
But I digress. So having arbitrarily come up with a goal, I began my latest journey. I say latest, because probably like most people here, this ain’t my first rodeo. I’m sure my tale is a common one. I started high school back in 1980 weighing 144lbs and thinking I was fat. It didn’t help that I had teeny tiny friends that complained that stores just didn’t sell clothes in sizes smaller than 00. I would compare the tree trunks I had for legs to their little chicken legs and think, “Ug! Fat!” Or I had those friends that were 5’10” and would get their too small jeans wet and lay down on the bed and slither into them. And I remember when 17 Magazine would publish the stats of their models. Hey, she’s 5’11” and weighs 118lbs. Confirmed! I’m fat! I’m 3 inches shorter and 25lbs heavier. Looking back, I was probably perfect. Isn’t it true that we never appreciate what we have until it’s gone? What a waste!
The rest is history. Loathing my body and armed with plumeting self esteem, I headed off to college to gain the Freshman 15. Creep, creep, creep. Up the weight went year after year. Graduated, got married, got a job, life revolved around social eating. I hit my peak at 224lbs and that was the last straw. I did not want to turn 30 as a fat woman. I joined Weight Watchers and was completely devoted to that program, I lost 80lbs in one year. I got down to 147lbs. Almost my high school weight. I still thought my thighs were fat though. Looking back now at photos, my face was gaunt and I looked too thin (and my thighs were NOT fat). That weight was impossible to maintain. Creep, creep, creep. Pregnancy and two kids later. Weight watchers again and triathlon training. Lost 20 or so pounds. Creep, creep. Back all the way up to 222.2lbs. Almost to my highest weight.
So here I was again. April 2017 and joining Jenny Craig. This time it wasn’t fast. I lost pretty steadily for about 8 months, just slowly. Then slower, then not at all. I spent from March to July of this year losing and gaining the same 2 lbs. I’ve buckled down now and have again started losing steadily for the past 5 weeks but just about a half pound a week. I’m OK with that though. As long as it keeps going down, I’m making progress.
17 months on program and I’ve lost 38lbs. 20lbs to go. At this rate I’ll be at goal next June. I’d actually like to get to goal by the end of this year. We’ll see. I’ve said to some other people recently that you can control how well you stick to the program but you have no control over the results that reflect on the scale. So I’ll have to keep working the program and be content that I will acually get there in the end, even if it takes a while.