Holy Crap I’m Fat
So I weighed myself this morning. Mostly because I have been feeling the push to lose weight again, partly because I feel like I am going to die of a heart attack at any given moment. Anyhow, I looked at the scale and, well, every now and again we have to see things we don't want to see so we know what we are up against. I am up against 329.5 pounds.
2002
For Christmas 2001 my brother bought me a membership to Weight Watchers. At first I was a little miffed, but after he decided to go with me to the meetings, I was all in. We began attending in January 2002. I weighed 317 pounds. 40 weeks later (Weight Watchers terms at the time made it more cost effective to buy membership in 10 week chunks) I weighed 210 pounds. I want that back. So I am going to go get it.
2007
Fast forward to now, a new year and new and exciting opportunities. I am looking forward to losing weight. To getting back into the gym. To being able to run 3.5 miles in less than 30 minutes (yes, that is good times for me). I want to fit into my 'handsome man' clothes again. I want to feel healthy. Does anyone want to join me?
I am looking for people that wouldn't mind helping me stay accountable. I have my family to help me, and I think my coworkers are willing to help. But there is something about revealing your weight and progress to a group of people that makes you not want to gain weight. It worked for me at Weight Watchers. And I am sure it will work for me here.
