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Week 1
And here we are again! I ended up yesterday at about 31 points, which was too many, but still a lot better and more mindful than if I'd had a blowout and not thought about it at all. I posted a first-week loss of 3.8 pounds! So we're off and running.
My mind has just gone totally blank. I'm sure I will think of something to say later.
Yes, It's Friday
I'm strongly considering scrapping this blog and starting a new one, because the template is so effed up at this point that I can't even have Blogger comments. I guess I can try going back to Haloscan comments for now, but I like comment notification. Anyway, "blahdee bloodie blah blah, technobabble." (Maybe my new blog can work a quote from The Office into every entry. That would be way easier than you'd think, sadly.)
Today I have the dreaded I'm-weighing-in-tomorrow-except-I'm-hanging-out-with-friends-tonight type of situation. We'll call this a Code Kung-Pao. We're having Chinese food, and I don't know what they'll serve, exactly. I'm in charge of wine and dessert. So: conundrum. How can I make sure I don't blow my week right before weigh-in? (I've already had two borderline questionable meals, and I consider my Flex Points spent twice over, so that's no help there.)
Ultimately I decided to go to the grocery store (two blocks from work, very convenient) to see what I could find for lunch. I picked up a giant container of organic greens, a container of cherry tomatoes, and some low-calorie soy-sesame-ginger salad dressing. It cost me ten bucks, but I had a giant, satisfying salad for two points, at most. Then I came back to the office and they were offering free bagels. Damnit, if I weren't on this diet, I could have saved ten bucks and had a free bagel instead. Damn you, healthy eating.
I also hit on the perfect dessert to bring: strawberry shortcake. I'll get some angel food cake, some light Cool Whip, and strawberries. That's healthy enough so that I can eat it (especially if I go heavy on the berries and lighter on the cake) and still yummy enough that it won't seem like I'm bringing some sad-ass diet dessert. If I get some kind of chicken-and-veggies thing (and skip the rice) I will be okay with my points for the day.
Yes, marvel at my ability to work the system. That is some awesome shit right there.
Zen
As you can see, I turned off Haloscan comments and turned on Blogger comments; this way I can get comment notifications and hopefully stay more in tune with the Ointyites.
I weighed in on Saturday and I am going to tell you the scary number, but I'm not quite ready to do so yet. Let me just say it is considerably more than I would like. However, I have my little notebook and am counting points, and I have had two good days. (One day I was 4 under points, the next day 1.5 over, so I'm still trying to find exactly the right approach to hitting my points target.)
I will post more soon, but I wanted to say that I did indeed go back to Weight Watchers, and am indeed committed to this fresh start, new beginning, Flappy Begone, type of deal.
The Day Of Reckoning
Tomorrow morning is my Weight Watchers meeting, and I'm glad. I've been trying to eat well this week, but feel out of control without my book and my points and whatnot. I know I'll probably weigh eight million pounds, but at least I will know, and at least I can start moving in the right direction!
Incidentally, if your company has an espresso bar, and your espresso bar has chocolate flakes to use as garnish on top of your cappuccino, and you're having a stressful day, it's probably very wrong to fill a spoon full of chocolate flakes and then put the whole spoon in your mouth. Right?
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