My beloved wife and I joined Weight Watchers just after the new year. We went to meetings consistently for five or six week and then started to miss them. It’s been about a month since we’ve checked in. I haven’t been 100% faithful to the program. There have been a few nights recently where whoopie pies were substituted for dinner. I am still off of coca~cola, which is a miracle for me, but I find myself drinking caffeinated sodas more than I should (there is a coke zero on my desk as we speak). I’m not really counting points anymore, but I have gotten into a set routine for most meals. Breakfast, lunch, and snacking in between are pretty much the same each day. Dinners vary, but with the exception of the junk food meals they are still under my available points for each day. We haven’t started going to the gym, although March was sort of our target for that. We need to get back into regular meetings first, I think.
Here is the real reason why I need to start going to meetings as soon as possible. I stepped on our bathroom scale this morning. Back in January, at our first weigh in, my weight was recorded as X. At our last meeting my weight was recorded as X-16. (You didn’t know you’d be getting an Algebra lesson here, did you?) When I stepped on the scale this morning my weight was X-24. Fantastic! Of course, our scale is notoriously inaccurate. I stepped on again and it gave me X-17. I stepped on a third time and it gave me X-10. I stepped on once more and it gave me X-27.
That’s it. I’m done. From this day forth the only scales that exist on Earth are the ones at Weight Watchers offices.
PS: The irony of this post being written during my lunch break is not lost on me. Mmmm, chicken sandwich.
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