Secondhand Sunday

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Sundays are my Secondhand day. I'm basically too lazy to think of anything new to say so I re-post a "vintage" entry.

If you aren't in the mood for repeats, please feel free to change the channel.


Original Post Date, September 8, 2010

Okay, so you know how my mother tricked me into promising my dying father that I would join Weight Watchers, right?

Well, I did.

Last Thursday night was my first weigh-in. Notice how I'm not posting after this Thursday's meeting because I'm worried that I haven't lost anything. Don't get me wrong. I've stuck to the program and counted all my points. I've worked out every day. I'm just a-skared. It almost seemed too easy.

I need to suffer! I need to feel like I'm being deprived of things that all the good people of the world can eat. I don't want to be told that I can actually EAT a candy bar as long as I "count my points."

Okay, where's the camera? Is this going on YouTube?

I got there 30 minutes before the class so that I could register. The only reason I chose this particular meeting is because it's literally 3 minutes from my house in our city community center. I debated going at night because everyone knows that the best time to weigh yourself is first thing in the morning, naked, after you pee but before you shower. Wet hair adds unwanted ounces to the scale. Don't be a fool, people.

Well, I'm a fool. Because I had my initial weigh-in at 7PM, after gourging myself for a week and having a "last supper" Big Mac meal at 6PM. I couldn't love you more, two all beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions on a sesame seed bun.

I know I've said it before, but THIS was the most I've ever weighed.

I was so pissed off when she handed me the booklet where she had scribbled that...that NUMBER that I stomped over to a seat and waited for the class to start. There were only about 4 people there early and a guy about my age turned around to greet me.

Big mistake. Didn't he see me stomping?

"Well, hello, how are you today?"

I squinted my eyes at him, "Well, I would be a lot better if I wasn't so FAT!"

Where did that come from? I thought to myself. Wow. Fat people really are mean!

He turned away for a minute but came back for more.

"The weather's pretty nice, isn't it?"

Weather? Is this guy really trying to talk to me about the weather when I'm the fattest I've ever been in my life? How can he even stand to look at me? I'm hideous!

"Uh, huh." It's not his fault you're fat, Chrissy..

Hopefully, I'll have a positive outcome tomorrow so that I won't have to bitch slap him when he says, "So how was your first week?"


  1. One of my roommates just started Weight Watchers but I think she is unhappy with how slow he weight loss is going so far. Counting up the points of everything just seems like a lot of work-especially if you go out to eat a lot.

  2. I seem to remember a stripalicious challenge somewhere........high heels....

  3. I actually started Weight Watchers a couple of weeks ago and I definitely feel better and have actually lost a bit of weight. The thing for me is that I was in complete denial about how crappy my diet was so it's been an eye-opener to reflect on my food choices as carefully as WW forces you to. Are you still going to meetings?

  4. You're too funny! Weight watchers is awesome, if you can do it! (Personally, I was a failure with the program...I'd use up all my points by 11AM, then have to starve myself the rest of the day!...yeah, I'm pathetic like that! Losing weight is the most horrific thing for a woman to do.....IT'S SO HARD! Hang in're not alone! (Take it from your fat friend, Jenny!) I think you look great, by the way!

  5. @Leah,
    It actually wasn't as hard as I thought but I'm a creature of habit and eat a lot of the same foods all the time. And since I have no social life, the going on thing didn't bother me.

    @R. Jacob,
    You're absolutely right. I think it's time to revisit that.,
    Good for you!! No, I'm not going anymore. I never got much out of the meetings. I do need to get back on track, though. Summer's a comin'!

    @Jenny Brown,
    Oh my gosh, Jenny, me too! Or I would only eat like 5 candy bars all day. I can't be on any kind of diet that allows me to eat chocolate.

    Thanks, you're too kind, if not a little blind. :-)


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