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Stupid allergies. Stupid sinuses. If I had a drill handy, I'd probably try to remove them myself. Bleah. I'm quite sure that there are two levels of Hell that Dante didn't elaborate on: in one of them, you're chained to a Stairmaster for all eternity, one with no "off" switch; in the other, you suffer from never-ending post-nasal drip. Granted, the latter is probably one of the higher levels, wedged somewhere between "standing in line at the DMV" and "locked in a computer lab where you have web access, but through a proxy server that will only let you access Little Green Footballs". (And for the proper perspective there, I don't much mind standing in line at the DMV, while even typing "Little Green Footballs" nearly breaks me out in hives.)
I ended up joining Weight Watchers again over the weekend, my materials should be showing up this week. I had another moment of "my clothes don't fit and I don't like the way I feel in my skin" and all that other great stuff over the weekend, which inspired it. I was on the Points plan earlier in the year and lost something like 11 pounds, so I know that it does work for me if I pay even half-hearted attention. I've naturally picked the worst time of the year to do this, but one thing I like about WW and the Points plan is that you can essentially eat whatever you want in reasonable portions. I know I can't do a regimented diet; Atkins wouldn't work for me because I'd fall off it in about 24 hours -- if I managed to hold out that long.
I need to start cooking at home more, as my general lack of motivation leading to take-out a high percentage of the week is doing neither my health nor my checkbook any good. This weekend will be "clean out the refrigerator and then go to some combination of Giant and Wegmans to stock up on food that's more healthful and easy to prepare" weekend, I think.
Halloween costume has been procured, and it involves an excuse to wear the dead sexy patent leather "Pervella" boots. Go me! ;)
I ended up joining Weight Watchers again over the weekend, my materials should be showing up this week. I had another moment of "my clothes don't fit and I don't like the way I feel in my skin" and all that other great stuff over the weekend, which inspired it. I was on the Points plan earlier in the year and lost something like 11 pounds, so I know that it does work for me if I pay even half-hearted attention. I've naturally picked the worst time of the year to do this, but one thing I like about WW and the Points plan is that you can essentially eat whatever you want in reasonable portions. I know I can't do a regimented diet; Atkins wouldn't work for me because I'd fall off it in about 24 hours -- if I managed to hold out that long.
I need to start cooking at home more, as my general lack of motivation leading to take-out a high percentage of the week is doing neither my health nor my checkbook any good. This weekend will be "clean out the refrigerator and then go to some combination of Giant and Wegmans to stock up on food that's more healthful and easy to prepare" weekend, I think.
Halloween costume has been procured, and it involves an excuse to wear the dead sexy patent leather "Pervella" boots. Go me! ;)
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*ahem*
Good luck on WW - it worked for me several years ago. Of course, I won't talk about how well I've stayed at the goal weight since dropping out of the maintenance program, but there ya go. :-)
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