Dec 31 2008
My New Year’s Resolution
I know, everyone out there has a new year’s resolution and I am certainly not unique in mine. I resolve to try and lose a few pounds like millions of others out there. My new year’s resolution is B-O-R-I-N-G, but it is one resolution I finally feel resolved to make.
About two months ago I joined Weight Watchers. Why? Because I wanted to torture myself and sit in groups of people who are weight loss fanatics. Everyone there at meetings is so serious!
When I went to get weighed in the third time, I said to the woman behind the table, which scale is lighter? She replied “they are both the same” Really? You mean I’ll weigh the same if I stand on both scales?
Weight Watcher Wonder Woman then proceeds to tell me how she lost almost 100 pounds, blah blah blah blah naninanibooboo. Whatever. I lost 5 (peed before the weigh in) and got my first sticker. What incentive to keep going - a little gold sticker with the number five on it. Now, I have lived.
Chastized and smiling sheepishly as she put my sticker on my weight loss bookmark, she reminds me that the first few weeks are mostly water weight and not to expect similar results next week. Thanks for the vote of confidence.
Weight watchers wonder woman then asks me if I am having fun. Are you kidding?
No sugar+No Pizza+Exercise=NO FUN.
I answered, “No, not really”.
She replied, “Oh, but you will, wait until the pounds start flying off”.
Now I just wanted to smack that silly little smile off of her face, but instead I smiled and left the building. Hell to the Weight Watchers Wonder Woman.
I resolve that this is not going to be fun. Weight loss is not fun, but it is good for my health and that is why I am going to do it. I resolve not to have a run in with wonder woman even though I want to. I’ll continue to get weighed because it does keep me on track, I just refuse to have any fun at all while dieting. If I do, I might just get addicted to it.
LOL! This story is hilarious. I wish you luck on losing weight.
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We’ll see. I’ll start going back to the Weight Watchers weigh ins, just to keep me on target, but I am not going to sit in those meetings either. I don’t need encouragement, I need a drill sergeant. Although I heard a fat person’s magic words the other day at the doctor’s: “I think it’s your thyroid”. I had numerous other symptoms that I guess point to an underactive thyroid. Hmmm…so the ice cream had nothing to do with it?