Still maintaining, this week. It's been a real roller coaster; mostly, I haven't been eating enough. When I do eat, it doesn't taste good. The thing is, when a skinny girl gets depressed, she stops eating. When an overweight girl gets depressed, she eats tubs of ice cream. I have been vacillating between the two strategies, and it's made for an interesting week.

When I joined WW, the leader gave us the following inspirational quote: "There is no situation in life so bad that it can't be made worse by overeating." That's true, but for every pithy saying, there's an equal and opposite pithy saying: "There is no situation in life so bad that it can't be made a little bit better with a scoop of Mexican chocolate ice cream."

Last week (no, I have not had the chance to update since last week) I maintained my weight. Which means that when they say "eat at the top of your range and lose!" they are making big, big, fake, fake lies. Or all the exercise (including the new "anaerobic" thing) means that I was building some muscle instead. That could be possible. But I pretty much feel maintain-y. Which is good, since I have once again lost my mojo. Yuck.

There's some psychological blockade at work here. Like 20 pounds is a freaky number, so part of me wants to gain it all back or... I don't know. I haven't figured it out yet. But I have been SO stressed and SO miserable and SO tired lately, I should look on the bright side that I have been doing okay, and my tight jeans are starting to fit me.

I wonder if I have enough points left for a beer. I need a goddamn beer.