2005-01-05 - 11:45 a.m.
holidays = cellulite
Shit, I can’t believe I haven’t updated in this long. Not that I’ve been living any fabulous adventures or anything. I basically sat on my ass through the whole holidays and put on 15 pounds for my efforts. I’m becoming a Buddhist for next year. My family can shove the deviled eggs and Christmas cookies up their ass.
So after gaining 15 pounds and fearing that my clothes would no longer fit my already fat ass, I went back to weight watchers. I just need to say that there are few things in this world that are more embarrassing than getting on a scale in front of a complete stranger after having eaten like Fat Bastard for the last month. Anyway, the good point was they’d thrown my weigh-in card away, so the nice lady writing the numbers down had nothing to compare my current fatness to.
Last night was my second meeting back, and I lost 3.6 pounds. I was happy for two reasons. One, I only just started counting points again the day after New Year’s. Before that, I’d been chugging vodka and tequila in between stops to Taco Bell. So I’d say that was a nice rebound. Two, I just wanted any kind of loss to get me jumpstarted. Three pounds is a nice start. Unfortunately, the douchebags were out in force last night. I forgot that everyone tries to lose weight after New Year’s, so the meeting was packed. At first I thought this was great, because then I could just sit in the back and relax quietly. Wrong. All this meant was I had to listen to twenty people blather on instead of five. Still, I’d rather die of boredom and go to the meetings than skip them and continue to be a fatty.
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