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On the 3rd day, of the 1st week, of the New Year...I lost 2 lbs. Kinda anti-climatic, don't ya think?!
At least I'm down 2 or there woulda been a killin on the 3rd day of the first week of the New Year. As much as I love that I can still "treat" myself on Weight Watchers, it is really hard to be patient with how slow the weight is coming off. On Brenda's diet I was down 10 in the first week (water weight, I know) but it made it soooo much easier to stay motivated. What can I say? I want my cake and eat it too.

Abandon All Hope, Ye Who Enter Here

I know this was taken from Dante's Inferno, but Weight Watchers would have bode well with it above their door tonight.

Kyla and I hooked up for what was supposed to be a 7:00 meeting and weigh in.

There was no 7:00 meeting; only a 5:30 meeting, which I am not able to make unless I'm willing to drag a 9 year old boy kicking and screaming into my fat meeting, which I'm not.

My weight was up, of course, as per my scale this morning...sucks *ss.

And they could not help me with the e-tools problem I was having because, get this...they don't have access to it in their stores...does that seem stupid to anyone other than myself?! Why the hell would they not be able to get online in order to help their customers. Major flaw of Weight Watcher's centers in my opinion.

So, basically it was freakin pointless for me to go. I didn't get inspiration from a meeting, old woman confirmed what I already knew by telling me I gained and I didn't get any closer to knowing why my e-tools wasn't cooperating...This is what I get for dieting with a smile yesterday.

I'm going back to being a surly dieter with a grudge against skinny people...

Strung Out on String Cheese

String cheese is a dieting fat girl's crack. I can't get enough of it, though I limit myself to 3 per day because I feel like I should.

I love everything about it...

It's chewiness.

It's stringy, saltiness.

It's ability to regenerate as I pull and pull becoming not two, but SIX or more pieces of cheese!

And it's only 1 pt. on Weight Watchers.

Has lots of protein (for portion size), low carbs and calories.

It. Is. AMAZING!!

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WTF!?

I went UP half a effing pound!! What the hell is up with that?! I did everything right. I mean everything. Not in a Kyla (reference LYLASandCo.) I-did-everything-right sort of way. I know how to do diet, I know what's good and bad, what counts what doesnt...and I still went up!! I swear to God this is why fat people kill!

End Day 1

Day 1 of really trying again is coming to a close. I dieted like a Rock Star today!!...and I just made time to workout and did 3 miles of Walk Away the Pounds with Leslie Sansone. My legs are achy, my stomach is empty and I'm exhausted from having kids for 12 hours today, not to mention my own child who had homework and needed attention...I'm tired, but I feel really good. I'm proud of myself. Not only did I have a successful day where I didn't fall off the Sara Lee truck, I actually had a really good attitude about it the whole day. It's one thing to begrudgingly diet; it's quite another to do it with a smile...and I did. I also have 10 pts. left so after I finish this post I'm going to pour myself 4oz. of nondescript red wine and watch SVU and fall asleep dreaming of Christopher Meloni...mmm, Christopher Meloni....he's sounds better than food right now.

Day 1 (Officially) of Project Smaller *ss

Let's just say my weight is in the triple digits...; )Has been since I was, like...two. Well, not really, but it has been since I was in 8th grade. That's just it. That's why my adulthood in the last 12 years has been frustrating. I never had a weight problem until I started dating Aiden. Not that I blame him at all but that's when it really started. I went into the relationship at 141, 5'8 (is that right for ft. I always confuse the little marks for ft and inches. Anyway, if you think I was 5 inches tall, well then, who's the idiot?!) and here I sit at, well, not 141 lbs. As a child and teenager I was extremely active; opting for sports over girl scouts or other foofy girl stuff, until high school; then I poured myself into the Drama Club, Newspaper, Yearbook, Habitat for Humanity and my youth group so I never made time to eat which is why I was a 140 lbs the day I graduated from high school. I maintained that for almost two years before it started packing on. I was not an emotional eater. I am now. I don't really know when I became an emotional eater, or even why? This is something I have been trying to explore this recently. I'll let you know if I come up with anything.

Tomorrow

Tomorrow is a new day. Today I was (trying) functioning on 2 hours of sleep. When I am that exhausted I can't eat for a good portion of the day due to my stomach and core feeling weak; by the time I can the rest of the day has sucked and I'm tired so I don't make good choices. I am fully aware of this and did it anyway. I also skipped my WW meeting tonight because I didn't want to drive with Frederick when I was this tired. It's not safe. So I nixed the diet today (didn't do as bad as I could have) and decided that tomorrow is a new day to start fresh after a good nights sleep. So I've taken my sleeping pill that I reserve for nights such as tonight and I'm ready to turn in. My goal for this week is still 7 lbs. I know I can do it and will!! Until tomorrow people....