At 47,819 on my WIP. Haven’t written much in the past week, will try to stick to my schedule.
How funny is it that the girl who wrote Six O’clock, the girl who was told that the she could hoola-hoop through a Cheerio, the girl who was told that she would have to marry a white man because she lacked curves, (truly an ignorant statement made by an immature high school boy. Well ha, I married a black man! Well…half-black. Does that still count?), who knew that I would one day join Weight Watchers?
The irony here is overwhelming. I try not to mention to anyone that I’m on Weight Watchers. When it does slip out, (thanks Mama), everyone’s eyes bugs out of their heads and they say, “What are you trying to lose? Your mind?”
I’ve never really lost the weight that I gained after having my daughter. And as she gets older, I can’t keep blaming her for the tire around my stomach. This isn’t baby weight that I have—this is Mommy weight!
I’m doing the plan online, I don’t think I could take going to the meetings. Counting points fits my Type A personality, and besides wanting to gnaw off my arm at night because of the hunger—I’m doing well.
Anybody else out there tried Weight Watchers? How did the plan work for you?
The meetings are good because on the surface they talk about weight loss. However, what they’re really about is putting yourself first as in taking the time to workout, cut up veggies to put in the fridge, blah, blah, blah…
I lost my weight on the road (came home for meetings on the weekends) so I ate out every meal. I think it’s easier that way. I’m awful when I’m at home.
Weight Watchers is kicking my butt. Everytime I think I get the hang of it, my points decrease, and I’m left starving again.
My problem is I let myself get too hungry. By then it’s too late, I forget about points and just eat. (Right now, that happens to be Church’s Chicken!)