Tuesday, April 29, 2008

On a fatness scale ranging from flamingo to whale, I'd rate how I feel today somewhere around a walrus.

So, time to check myself back into cookie rehab....back to Weight Watchers.

2 comments:

My name is Dianna said...

your so funny, i share your same feeling...
i wake up eat a tray of food, have the tray cleared and what seems to be only moments get the phone call to please place your lunch order. clear the lunch tray and then you hear the dinner bell ring....
on the scale, i am most certainly a beached whale...a beached blue whale, i think those are the largest...i will most certainly be joining ww in a couple of months:) we should go together!
ps i am ever so grateful that there are no full length mirrors in my hospital room:)

Emily said...

hahaha!!! That is so funny! I've sooooo..... been there. (((hugs))) it won't take long for you to feel better about yourself. And going to meetings is really the only thing that keeps me on track and accountable. It's a pain to make sure it happens every week, but when I miss, things just go down the tubes. Thankfully, I'm still nursing 24/7, so that saves my butt! :) I'm so glad to have this program though to help me through weaning and so I won't gain weight when that happens, like it has before but I didn't even put it all together until now. It all makes sense. And I can't believe I'm like 12 lbs away from being "normal"! It blows my mind, I would've NEVER dreamed I could do this. I'm afraid of failing down the road, but try not to think about the future and just focus on now. that's what has gotten me all hung up before.

Anwyay...... good luck! :) I could blab forever about my weight issues, seeing it's been going on my entire life!

Emily