The man ... the myth ... the legend, as he was back in January of 2006.
I couldn't do the official weigh-in this morning (I had to be at work at nine), but the unofficial scale here at home, which is always two ounces above the Weight Watchers scale, tells me a mere pound has been lost this week.
I find this somewhat surprising since the dogs and I hoofed it up the trail not once, not twice, but three times this week (take that, "woof-woof").
Then again, it's not all that surprising ... I may have eaten just a tiny bit more than one would ideally want to in a diet week (damn you, Phillipes!!).
Anyway, I'm grateful for the pound, especially since the challenges are only going to get tougher from here on out.
First, the Big Event drops on Friday when Napoleon makes his way across the country for a visit. We'll spend a few days tearing up the city before we fly back East together to join the rest of the Marshall clan for a restful week at the Lake.
Good times? You bet.
Diet times?
I don't think I need to answer that one.
Fortunately, my Inner Negotiator is already on the scene, buttering up my brain for control of my mouth.
"Lighten up," my I.N. coos. "It's just an end-of-summer blowout. You'll get serious again as soon as Fall begins. You'll be lower than your lowest weight by Christmas."
I'm not sure how to respond to that. It all sounds so ... real. Finally, I manage a few random thoughts.
But ... my favorite clothes don't fit. I have to keep wearing the same crap over and over again because I'm 10 pounds past a manageable weight and I refuse to buy fat clothes.
"I know, I know" I.N. sighs. "But what are you supposed to do? Worry about every little thing you eat while Napoleon is here? That doesn't sound like much fun. And then what? Are you going to drag the poor kid to your weigh-in next week?"
I.N. can definitely sense my weakness.
"Just have a good time for the next two weeks and then deal with it when you get back. Besides, you'll be on the move a lot when you're with the Marshalls. It'll all balance out. Go have fun!"
Damn - that bastard's good.
Then again, the idea of Napoleon sitting in on the weekly Weight Watcher's meeting really is kinda priceless ...
2 comments:
There's always gonna be something...maybe it would be helpful realizing that you CAN eat healthily even when things disrupt your routines. Esp. if it's a 2-week long disruption. You can totally do it. Even if it's not easy. You are up to this. Don't sell yourself short.
Hey, K, where've you been? C'mon back!
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