Now is the time for FAIL

Yesterday I had not one, but two Pumpkin Pie milkshakes from Jack in the Box. I better jive a lot tomorrow night at the Zombie Ball or I'm gonna be up on Monday, I know it!

Jeez...I almost forgot about this blog!

I thought I was going to have to title this blog "FAIL" but when I got to my meeting last night, I was surprised to see I was down 2 pounds! I didn't quite lose the 6 pounds put on during the "month of death," but almost!


So, I'm only down 5 pounds since I went back to Weight Watchers in August, but this is what dealing with a plateau is all about. Patience. I missed the meeting last week, which was good since I'd spent 4 days with Raul eating Breakfast Burritos, Roscoe's and midnight runs to Del Taco (actually 4 AM runs). With Weight Watchers, you just have to keep going, even when you don't have a major success. I found out the hard way that if you stop going to the meetings, the old habits creep back and 2 years later, you will step on the scale and 40 of the 60 pounds you lost will be back on you.


My current weight is 187, my goal is to get to my goal weight SOMEDAY, and to not gain massive amounts of weight ever again. My wardrobe is WAY to good to get fat again.

Ugh....not good...

I haven't blogged here in a few weeks. For those of you that follow my other blog (I think you all do?) you know I had 2 deaths in the family last month. One, my Tutu, but also my father-in-law. My husband, being an only child, and his mother, really needed me to help with everything. I spent the night at the hospital with my mother-in-law, cleaned her house, directed her to make the funeral arrangements, wrote and delivered the Eulogy, and arranged for the food for the wake. In addition to not counting points, I was eating convenient food from the fast food places around the hospital and not cooking. I also wasn't home a lot.


My Weight Watcher's meetings are on Mondays. My father-in-law passed away early Monday Morning (Sept 20), his funeral was Monday (Sept 27), and since I was eating whatever anyway, I skipped my WW meetings those weeks.


I have dreaded going last night, but I did. I have to stop the damage before it gets out of control. I was up 6 pounds! That averages to 2 pounds a week. That's how fast I can put it on. I could probably put it on faster, but this wasn't a contest.


This means I won't be at my birthday or Rhythm Rocker goal of 175, because there is no way I can lose 15 pounds in 2 weeks. But I am optimistic I will get it off again, and pretty quickly if I stick with my tracking and eating right. So Far today I've used 9 points and I have 15 left for after work.


Now, I need to out myself on something else. With all this stress, I started smoking again. I know Rachelle will be so disappointed in me. So are a lot of people. I just have no other stress reliever in my life, except maybe shopping, but I don't want to bankrupt my family and I have no more room in my closet. I plan on quitting again after the Rhythm Rocker weekender. No use setting myself up for failure and quitting before then.


Now, I'll go back to point counting, weighing food, and not eating out, life. Soon the not smoking life, too.