Weight Watchers Failure

So I've got some extra poundage I want to lose. My activity level is actually pretty high, so I decided I would tackle the giant pachyderm in the room that is my eating habits.

I know many, many people who swear by Weight Watchers, so I thought I would give them a try. Again. I attempted this years ago with my sister, who lost 15 pounds, while I gained 5. (The worst part was that she had to quit because she was pregnant -- and she still lost more weight than me!)

I can't do the meeting thing because it feels too much like AA. So I tried the online version. And it's just as bad as the meetings. Why is it that when I'm counting points, all I can think about is food? I've got 21 points allocated for the day. It's 11:15, and I'm well past 15. And I haven't even had lunch yet.

Why oh why am I the only one who can't get on this bus and stay on it? I'd chalk it up to discipline, but I've got plenty of discipline when it comes to running or karate. Just not food. And absolutely not Weight Watchers. Maybe it's the name. I don't want to watch my weight. I just want to ditch a few pounds and get on with my life.

Winding Down

Literally. Remember when you were a kid and you had stuffed animals with the little key you could wind up and they would sing to you? And then as it came to the end of the tension, the song would get slower and s-lo-w-e-r and s--l--o--w--e--r. Well, that's me today.

Spicy Chicken Wing, you were correct with your prediction, although the actual event went down yesterday. Makes the mood rather somber. I think everyone's got their fingers crossed that the Grim Reaper just walks right past their cube door. We've only got a couple of hours left before the weekend, right?

This Little Piggy

How I feel after lunch. Yep, I'm supposed to be on Weight Watchers, but that lasted about as long as it took the waiter to bring us the chips and black bean dip. At this rate, the watching is going to be observing the increase. Gahhh.

So, now I'm so just ready to go home. I've spent most of the morning cleaning out my Inbox and the rest of the time going through B Ark documents trying to figure out how to apply them to my clients. As if they care. As if I care. Why oh why am I not taking tomorrow off? Every now and then I try to comtemplate my value to the world as a whole. The ironic thing is that I've been struggling with this for years. And what I'm doing now is even more meaningless than anything I've EVER done. Not that I'm one of those people who feel like they have to change the world. I'd just like to leave something more than a worthless piece of paper in the ether describing something no one cares about.

But then again, there's always tomorrow....