2004-11-08 - 11:31 a.m.
the uphill climb continues
Okay, the weekend was not bad. Not perfect, but not bad. I’ve managed to shave 4.5 pounds off of my weight deficit, which leaves me with 9 more to take off to get back to square one. Lord, that’s really fucking annoying to think about. I don’t know who the hell told me I could eat whatever I wanted recently. Losing weight is like the hardest fucking thing I’ve ever done – harder than cramming for finals, harder than writing a 10-page paper in 4 hours with no research,, etc. etc. Anyway, yeah, at least I’ve started to reverse the nosedive, but I’m still fucking pissed about it. I feel good about this week, though. I think I’m going to make some good progress.
WW sent me a postcard a couple of days ago. I’ve totally blown off the meetings lately. I know you’re supposed to go even if you gain, but I can’t. I promised myself that once I lost a couple more pounds and got back to my WI weight, I’d go and not miss another meeting no matter what. So I’ll see WW in another 3 pounds and then cut it out with the skipping shit. Obviously the meetings are incredibly important, despite the douchebag quotient. As much as I joke about losing weight being like kicking a drug habit, it’s really true. So back to AA/NA/WW for me.
So everyone’s talking about that reality show Biggest Loser. I have to say it’s pretty fucking exploitive in my opinion. They have these piles of tempting food waiting for the contestants at every turn. The producers are all saying they’re helping the contestants deal with temptations, but it looks a lot more like they’re waiting for the fat people to break and pig out so they can all laugh. Losing weight by going on a suicide diet and exercise regimen is pointless for people like that. Once the show is over, they won’t have the trainers and shit, and it’ll be back to fattyville because they won’t have learned gradual change.
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