Posted by: Nancy | May 22, 2009

Clarice Lied.

You know. Rudolph’s girlfriend? Clarice? Singing “There’s Always Tomorrow” ..? With a mentality like that…I’ll never get back to things. (Trust me, that’s been my thinking for a few weeks now. “I can have this donut, there’s always tomorrow to get back on track.”)

TODAY. I need to start thinking that there’s always today.

The weigh in stuff:
Weight change since last week: +1.6 lbs
Total weight change to date: -16.4 lbs

Is it just me, or does there seem to be a HUGE difference when you see 18 pounds vs. 16.4 pounds lost? How discouraging! (or perhaps, motivating…ya – let’s try to see that as motivating…)

Last week Krissy was asking about my exercise stuff. I’ve been trying to get out walking with the kids more. We hike up to the train station to meet Daddy when he gets in. We take a walk around the block to check out all the pretty flowers. Stuff like that. It hasn’t been daily – but I’m embarrassed to admit that even that is more than we were doing…so it’s something.

And obviously I haven’t been keeping track of points. I’m still not ready to re-join Weight Watchers yet, but I see it looming on my horizon. I just need to know that I’ll actually use it rather than just throw the money at the computer screen and then laugh hysterically at it…

Glad to see some of you posting again :) I’ve missed you!!


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  1. Carrots, Nancy, that’s the trick. OK, seriously, instead of eating Hershey Kisses, I have been munching on those baby carrots and you know what? Those suckers fill me up. I need to stuff my pie hole ALL THE TIME and a bag of those carrots and a big cup of water has been doing the trick.

    And hey? Where are these donuts coming from? I am sure you are not buying them at the grocery store and you aren’t stopping by Dunkin’ Donuts, so are they falling from the sky? If so, I am moving next door to you :)

    Sadly, WW is the only way I am accountable. I can’t do it by myself because of that pie hole I have to stuff.

  2. Well, you did it. I woke up early this morning, with that damn song stuck in my head. It’s a perfectly fine song, but not at 4:30 in the frickin’ morning.


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