3/9/13 Weigh-In

359# which equals 1.6 lost.  Problems this week:

Falling back unto the sugar trap
Only exercised once
Relative lack of meal planning

One thing I'll do this week to be more successful: get active. 

Angela

3/2/13 Weigh-In

370.6#   Trying hard not to beat myself up over this number.  Highest weight ever.  Starting point. 

Stop Fooling Around and Just Get On With It

So its 1:16am.  In 8 hours I'm going to walk into a Weight Watchers meeting.  

In 46 years, the only weightloss success I've ever had was on WW.  10 years ago I was 303# and was looking down the barrell of a family trip.  I was scared to death the seatbelt wouldn't fasten and, in front of my ex and our young daughter, I'd be outed as a fat person and kicked off the plane.   Terror, and replacing my horrible Coca Cola habbit with a Diet Pepsi one, helped me lose 40#   That seatbelt closed with two inches to spare. 

Fast forward 10 years, nearly 100#, 1 knee replacement, and I'm feeling old, decrepit and desperate.   I've spent a wonderful 5 years with someone I would very much like to spend the next 50+ years with.  50 years of loving and living.  Travel, activity, not being old and broken down. 

So in the morning I begin the journey to the rest of my life.  I'm scared to death, but if I don't succeed death is what will surely find me. 

Onward muthafuckas.