I have been trying for months to do this on my own. I have failed miserably. I thought that starting this blog would help me be accountable to my weight loss. I thought that if I could find a few supporters, and if I could faithfully post my progress here, that would be enough incentive [...]
Archive for the ‘The Plan’ Category
Last week I signed on to do the national novel writing thingy. Who the hell was I kidding? I am so stressed out my head has been pounding for weeks, I just recovered from the baconic plague and I am so far behind at work I might as well just light my inbox on fire [...]
Roasted tomatillo salsa FTW!!!!!
I am feeling decidedly less swiney, so I decided I needed some kitchen therapy yesterday. And I made this completely kick-ass tomatillo salsa that is totally Plan-safe and fabulous. This stuff is so damn good. A little heat, just enough to taste it, not enough to scorch the nasal glands, fat free and fucking fabulous. [...]
Boutique? Think more outdoor sporting goods
The back-on-plan weight loss thingy? Not going swell, I gotta admit. On Monday I bought a box of those 100-calorie pack cookies for my office. If I eat all six packs one at a time, that’s still 100 calories, right? We went to our favorite restaurant on Friday and I drowned my shitty-work-week sorrows in [...]
It’s mathematical and mental
I know losing weight is actually a very simple formula: burn more calories than you consume. Simple. Forget the carbs, the fat, the fiber, whatever. If the movement of your ass is greater than the sum total of grub you stuff in your mouth, you will lose weight. I know this. For crying out freakin’ [...]
What. Was. I. Thinking?
Could I have picked a worse day to go back on the plan? The answer is no, I could not have. I am tired, I am stressed and I am hungry. Clearly, I need to develop better coping skills. But right now I would cut a bitch for a bag of M&Ms. A co-worker brought [...]
Back on plan
Tomorrow. I am officially going to back on the Weight Watchers plan tomorrow. I am making a vow to myself to not whine. Too much. I will be hungry. I will feel deprived. Meals will suck, at least a little. I will feel sorry for myself. Can’t help it. Might as well own up to [...]







