OK... so it is finally over.
I tried, I swear I tried. Although I promised my friend I would stick with her for a year. We got 7 months in and have decided to call it quits. The WW experiment is officially over. What a train wreck. After 7 months of counting points, at the end of the day I lost 20 lbs. I guess I should be happy but when I look at the math on this thing I want to throw up. I spent $315 to lose 19.6 lbs while all the while berating myself mentally for minor failures and infractions... (i.e. - I ate 2000 calories in one day). Absolutely NOT emotionally healthy.
To be honest it was me who kept holding Lilly's feet to the fire. I really wanted her to do the full year so I would never - NEVER - never have to hold her hand through weight watchers again. She kept wanting to quit. Now - it's officially off my list. Never again will I pay to play their games. My girlfriend ended up losing 25 lbs and gaining 5 of it back immediately after she went "off program". This... was to be expected. This... was exactly what I told her would happen. This was exactly why it's a bullshit waste of time.
On the plus side - I have a new exercise partner. Somehow over the course of these 7 months, Lilly decided that exercise was cool. I've always gone to the gym. I started running again.... I take Zumba classes and spinning. And now... I have a friend who wants to come with me. So I'm happy about that.
I thought long and hard about disintegrating this blog but for whatever reason, when I logged in to make it go away I started typing so it lives again. Not exactly sure how I will feel about it tomorrow... guess I'll just have to wait and see.
Since it does however happen to be Thursday - here's few things that are currently biting my ass.
My son's new high school principal is a prick. This sucks.
My other son is back from Europe and would be happy if his fucktard of a band instructor wasn't trying to dock him points for missing marching band practice over the summer. It was summer asshole.. and his 3 weeks in Europe sure as shit taught him more than two weeks carrying a snare drum. This will be another argument at the school later this month before grades come out.
I'm 7 weeks in to a bathroom remodel that was supposed to take 3. I am showering in the basement in a make-shift shower with no heat. Meanwhile, the contractor has moved on to another bigger project across town while we wait for the tile guy and the granite guy to do their thing. I'm guessing it will be done by October.
I started Atkins on my own last week and I am perilously close to seeing the south side of 200 in the next month or so. That will be cool.
Other things that I don't have time to write about now but want to:
Skinny fat or sloppy skinny -
American elitism - think Mike
'till later... whenever that may be.
