It’s February first kids, The RPM Challenge is officially underway! You can all look forward to a full months worth of pointless posts about how I dreamed up another repetitive guitar riff! WOOHOO!!!
And now that it’s time to start the music? I have to go to a weight watchers meeting! WOOHOO!!!
I just weighed in at weight watchers. It’s not bad, but it’s not good. I’m down, but only 0.4 pounds. I’ll do better next week. I was too lax following the plan last week.
Weight Watchersily speaking, we were kinda bad tonight. We are both still under our point max, but we should still avoid doing this too often.
We went to a meeting today. I had to weigh in.
I’m down seven pounds. Bullshit. It will all be back next week. Still, I’m on the wagon enough that I just measured out my cereal so I could get the exact point count.
On Saturday my wife and I went to our first Weight Watchers meeting. I weighed in at approximately REDACTED* pounds. This morning (all of four days later) I stepped on the bathroom scale. I should mention that I am always telling people not to step on the scale. Once a week. Once every two weeks. Fine. Every couple of days? You’re going to drive yourself crazy and you won’t want to stay on the wagon. Still, there I was this morning stepping on the bathroom scale.
Like I said, it was four days after my official Weight Watchers weigh in. How much did the bathroom scale say I weighed?
REDACTED – 15.
I lost 15 pounds in four days? Yeah right! Never trust that bathroom scale. It’s a dirty rotten liar and it’s out to get you. I bet you $20 that the next time I step on the scale it will say I gained 25 pounds. The bathroom scale wants to make you miserable. It wants to break your heart.
Don’t let it!
* I did not redact my current weight out of any sort of shyness over the value. I am really fat and morbidly obese and I don’t think I’ve ever denied that on this page. However, the number was so incredibly large that the text editor I used to write this post actually crashed because the variable holding the text string overflowed.
So yeah… that was I, your humble narrator, who just signed up for Weight Watchers.
You wanna make something of it?
We’ve got half a box of Oreos in the kitchen. I think I’m going to eat it now. If I pump up my weight before the first weigh in, it will make my second weigh in look all the more impressive, right?
Right?
Anyone?
Inside the Red Head's Head 