Commitment
In the past two weeks, I’ve put on .8 pounds, according the the beast of a scale Weight Watchers runs. But I still feel thinner, even if I’m not. When I learned about my gain last night, I was ready to walk right out. Not to eat, but basically not to listen to anymore bullshit from the plan. I gained weight because it was Easter, and a whole variety of other reasons that don’t have to do with me accepting myself for who I am. I know who I am. I might not like some aspects very well, but I do know who I am and what I’m supposed to do to lose weight. And the truth is on the scale. I didn’t do it.
So it’s back to the plan, again. I feel like I’ve gained and lost this same eight pounds at least 20 times. What I’d like to do is just lose the eight pounds, then get on with losing the rest. I’m sick of being stuck here. It’s so ridiculously trivial and stupid.