Bullets

• Thank you all for the encouraging comments you left on my post from yesterday. You have no idea how much they all mean to me. Shenry, as you are the most knowledgable health and fitness guru I know, I may pick your brain from time to time. Tara, as you've done WW before, I may also hit you up for advice now and again. And everyone else, I'll be recording my pounds lost on a weekly basis, so being my cheerleaders really helps.
• I'm on day 3 and still going strong. I'm happy, I feel REALLY good, and I know I can do this.
• I think Ellie and I might be coming down with a small cold which really sucks. I'm curious as to where we caught it. Must have been sometime this weekend. Maybe someone at the Mother's Day brunch was sick?
• Harry went to the doctor's this morning and is getting some lab work down as I type. For the past few weeks, his leg has been falling asleep at night to the point where he wakes up in excrutiating pain throughout the night. Not good. I'm thinking poor circulation, possibly due to his sugar levels. They've been high before, and diabetes runs in the family. Please keep you fingers crossed for him.
• If you are my reader from New Haven, I would love to know who you are. Do you know me? I'll admit, not knowing is slowly killing me. LOL. Leave me a comment if you can. Thanks!

So far so good

Last week I made a decision. And it's a big one. Especially for someone like me.

I signed up for Weight Watchers. No, you don't understand, I signed up for Weight Watchers. That same diet plan I've been too chickenshit to try for years for fear of being deprived and hungry all the time. The same plan that people I actually know in real life have used and lost on. And yet, I let my fear get the best of me, and I've never given it a chance.

I started counting points on Friday, and I quickly saw how I could tweak what I'm eating to fit the formula. And I thought to myself, "I can do this. I CAN do this."

And I am. I'm officially on day 2, and I have to say I'm happy. Why? Because, wait for it... I'm not hungry. At all. AND I'm not deprived. AND I remembered that I absolutely love broccoli. How did I forget that? In my "I hate veggies" stance, I had forgotten about poor, delicious broccoli. And I'm eating more veggies than I ever have, and I'm suddenly liking them. Yay!

Now I know I'm only on day 2 and it's usually day 4 that it all starts to get to me when I try some new diet. I start to shake and cry because WAH! I can't have chocolate or ice cream. The thing is... I CAN have chocolate. And ice cream. And chocolate ice cream. Last night, I had a bowl of one of my fave flavors of frozen yogurt, mocha fudge. And dude, it's soooo good. I highly recommend it.

So I'm really giving this thing a shot. And I've even started taking walks on my lunch break. I also peaked at the scale, and I'm losing. That's always going to be my biggest incentive, even though I know feeling healthier should be #1. Seeing the scale move always makes me giddy.

So wish me luck on this new endeavor. I plan on sticking to it. I have a support system, both in friends that are doing this thing with me and my husband who's eating the dinners I'm preparing for myself (he's eating 2 portions though). Today, I feel really good, happy, healthier, and carrying less stress on my shoulders (even though the stupid search engine STILL isn't working - pffft).

Haikusday Tuesday: Search Engine Blues

It's still not working
I'm tired of testing it
Let's scrap the whole thing