Today, I decided to start the Weight Watchers point system diet. I tried this like two years ago and lost 32 pounds in seven weeks, so, I've decided to try it again. At the beginngin of the progtam, you have to weigh yourself, take measurements of your body, etc. All things that I didn't really want to do (I haven't gotten on a scale since last year and I mean like this time last year) but, I HAD to. I KNOW that I've gotten fatter, Jesus do I know. Despite running up and down train steps, I still eat, A LOT, I don't exercise any more and I wear two sizes bigger than I used to. So, I figure, two sizes, not too bad right? What could I have gained? 20 pounds? 25 maybe?
WRONG!!!!!! I hate to admit this, but writing this will make it more real for me. I gained 70 SEVENTY pounds!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! At first, I got off the scale to check if it was correct (you know, on zero before I get on) and it was. DAMN!!!!!! How the FUCK did this happen and why, oh why, am I only wearing two sizes bigger?!!!
I don't wear my clothes tight, quite to the contrary, my clothes fit tailor well, not too tight, not too big, just like they should. Granted, there are a pair of jeans or 12 that I can't fit anymore, but not by too much, it's not like I can't get them up, I just have a bit of trouble sitting in them all day, and climbing steps, and zippering them closed. But 70?!!!, DAMN!!!! I don't know what else to say. This means, and I HATE to write this, but, this means that I weigh 100 pounds more than I did after I did weight watchers before. That shit is crazy. C R A Z Y.
On the bright side, and Goddess, I'm SEARCHING for a bright side I look pretty good for someone who has gained 100 pounds. I see pictures of myself and though I am obviously bigger than I used to be, I still look cute. My stomach still is not very big, it's still pretty flat actually, and I CAN STILL WEAR LIKE 70% of my clothes. How, I'm not really sure, but I do. So, that's my story. Obviously, I will go back to my old exercise regimine. I won't be happy, it will be hard and I'll probably bitch, moan, cry, complain and be upset A LOT. But, it has to be done because this shit is just RIDICULOUS and, I can't allow this to continue.
