Carrying the Weight(Watchers)

I haven’t written anything since my last post in December. Here we are, just dipping our toes into 2023 and what do I do?! I weigh myself. Topped out at 192.6 this morning and let me tell you…I was neither surprised nor crying after seeing that number. My first thought was “well FUCK…it’s no wonder I get winded doing literally anything these days.” My next move was to rejoin WeightWatchers so I can turn this shit around. I know I know, the past few years have been rough all around. But of course, hindsight will simultaneously be 20/20 and kick you in the face.

I got a link from a friend to join Noom, which is kinda what spurred this little spark of fed upness. I went through their entire questionnaire and once you finally get to the end, instead of showing you the damn program, they first tell you it costs $70 PER MONTH. Got me fucked up if you think I’m paying $70/month for the six months you said it would take to lose this 45lbs…but thanks for giving me an arbitrary goal date. 😊 So back to WW I go – I’d much rather pay $25/mo for a little extra attention to what I’m eating than what Noom was offering, and I will happily track every morsel that passes these lips. Perhaps it’s that today is 1/11, perhaps the Universe is telling me to level up…whatever it is, I know I’m not staying here. I think 2lbs per week is incredibly reasonable. You know…once I give up my vices of French fries, Taco Bell and beer/wine.

Speaking of treat yo self, my birthday is in a couple weeks, so treats will be abundant. I have a friend coming to visit next weekend, and the following weekend I will be visiting my bestie/wifey and her hubby in Omaha for my birthday weekend. Ironically, the three of us gals are all sick of our own shit, so we are all getting back on the WW train. Nothing like a tribe of support to help you smack the snacks out of your own hand. I’m ready to make the changes necessary to drop this weight for good. I’ve proven to myself time and again that I’m more than capable of NOT binge eating/drinking and also of losing weight/getting in shape. Needless to say, I’m doing this for myself, my health and my ability to walk up and down the stairs to my 2nd floor condo. Sheesh.

Stay tuned for updates on the rollercoaster we all know this can be – maybe this time it will feel more like an adventure…here’s hoping!