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Tuesday, Jun. 14, 2005 - 9:15 P.M.
The Bastard Continues His Game
Are you tired of me being mad yet? I know I am!
Monday is my official weigh in day. I didn't want to make a big deal out of it, for obvious reasons. According to WW I am only supposed to step on the scale once a week, on my official weigh in day. That's when I input all the data, and take a look at the patterns.
So. To recap my week, I was under my alloted daily points on 5/7 days. One Wednesday I was over by 1/2, and Saturday...well....a lot (20!). Ok, that was the bad news. The good news was that on the other days I was under my allotment by .5, 6, 7.5, 7, and 7.5. AND, out of the 35 weekly allotted flex points, I only used 20 (that would be on Saturday!).
That SHOULD mean ultimately good news.
Except it's ME we're talking about.
I weighed my self on that very first day, not once, but FOUR times. I wanted to make sure that I got my real weight, no fluke highs or lows. Four different times and I got the same weight each time. I felt pretty secure in my initial number. I really wanted to keep that son of a bitching scale out of my posts, but damned if it hasn't already screwed me. Because before I even had a CHANCE to go over my daily points, it slapped me with 2 extra pounds. Like I said earlier, I just couldn't wait a whole week to weigh in. I needed some "encouragement." So, after two days of being good I thought I might see a small loss, just a half a pound maybe. Yes, between Monday and Wednesday morning, I somehow magically gained 2 pounds even though I stayed within my points. Water weight? Not a chance. Hey! I have an idea! Maybe it's MUSCLE! Yeah, maybe I added muscle over those 2 days. Fucker.
So, I knew I was screwed pretty early on. Of course I checked back periodically to further torture myself. I decided on Friday to leave it alone until Monday.
So Monday morning comes, and I void myself of all voidable liquids, and gingerly step on the scale to find that after a week of depression and resentment and deprivation, I was right where I'd started. I held it together until I got to work. And then my diet partner, looking all happy and excited to share some good news about her diet, asked me ow my weigh in went.
And I cried.
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