So, just so y’all know I haven’t died and gone to Super-Morbidly Obese heaven (which, I reckon, would be filled with treadmills and Extra Light Philadelphia cream cheese, and I’d actually feel like using the treadmill – although, if I had space in the house and the money to buy a treadmill, I would totally own and use it. It’s better than going walking in all weathers. Which we sometimes get, all in one day, here in Ireland.) but instead have once again stopped going to Weight Watchers because I – hahahaha – just cannot afford it right now.
There’s also that amusing thing where there’s this wagon I was sitting on, except I gleefully jumped off, ate about 4 boxes of chocolates (the BIG ones), twenty or thirty packets of crisps, and about 5 tubs (small ones) of ice cream, and gained back the 9.5lbs I lost in the two weeks at Weight Watchers.
Luckily, however, I’ve also been very well-behaved for the most part recently, since work broke off for Christmas. I’ve lost 2.5lbs of the 9.5lbs I re-gained since last week, just by… uh. Not eating like a dying person who’s never tasted chocolate or crisps or ice cream before.
I will be going back to Weight Watchers, at some point in the New Year. For the moment, however, I’m just going to try to catch up with that big ole wagon in the distance…