As of today June 8th I have recommitted to Weigh Watchers.
I'm REALLY good for the first 4 weeks.
Then I get all cocky. I'm all: I can have this, or "I know the points to that"
Blah Blah.. PASS ME THE JR. MINTS
Tis a slippery slope.
I'm working on the 30 Day shred again. I'm walking 5 miles a few times a week with the 2 Gestapo's - who wait for NOBODY, so you better pick up your pace or be walking in the woods all by yourself, where there are bears.
This time I figure if I can stay exercising, I usually stay with in my point range.
I only get 21 points a day. My darling husband Dan gets exactly 40 points. I get all stabby if I think about it too long. He is not allowed to talk about Weight Watchers and me. Only about himself, only if he whispers. Last time we did this together, he lost 45 pounds and I lost 10. He is 6'5 and I am 5'0. He started at 314. I started way way under that. When I write it down I see the huge accomplishment he achieved. BUT I CAN"T HELP BUT WANT TO KILL HIM.
I'm hoping that my 30 entries in 30 days will remind me of my focus and help me get over myself. DUH.