I am not sure why a water buffalo, and not a buffalo in general. Maybe because I like to swim?
My clothes are tight, I feel uncomfortable, and I attribute a lot of it, fairly or not, to my two-hour roundtrip commute and my desk-centric job, though as Jillian says on her radio show, "You can't gain weight if you're not eating too much."
Perhaps it might be time to dust off the Points Finder and the journal? Alas. I think that it might be, though I really resist it. Maybe if I write down all my reasons I hate counting points, they'll seem as silly as they probably are. Imagine a whining tone as you read the following:
I know I should do Weight Watchers again...
- But I hate writing down everything I eat!
- But I hate it when I don't know how many points something has and I have to guess!
- But I don't want anyone to know I'm on a diet (or "lifestyle change," whatever)
- But it's so hard to get the right kind of food in restaurants!
- But I enjoy having lunch with my one (soon-to-be-leaving) real Work Friend!
- But I deserve to eat what I want because I'm stuck driving so much!
- But I am hungry all the time when I'm dieting!
- But I should be able to eat right without having to make such a big deal about it!
- But I had this great idea for a way of healthy eating that would be easy and painless!
- But it's such a general pain in the ass!
So, dear readers, I am going to commit to you, since I haven't managed to commit to myself, to get this weight off before summer gets here. Spring has finally arrived and that means that I am going to want to be able to wear shorts when appropriate, not pretend that capris are just as cool and comfortable, which they aren't -- though they are more chic.
I'm going to do a weigh-in first thing tomorrow morning just so I have a starting point. Yikes. My guess -- somewhere in the mid-to-high 170s. I'm not quite up to going to meetings again yet (though I do have prepaid coupons) but I at least need to weigh in at home. I have been avoiding the scale for too long, which always suggests that I know that it isn't going to give me good news.