So, awhile back, I kinda said that I would not worry about my weight problem until both children were sleeping through the night in their own beds.
As much as I have been looking foward to this time, it now appears that I have something I was going to do. And perhaps this is why my mood has been so funky lately. Or maybe the funky mood just made me feel worse about being so damn fat. Whatever.
So I'm considering my options. Weight Watchers has appealed in the past and I might consider that again. Maybe I'll just go it alone for awhile and see what happens. It doesn't help that it's suddenly Arctic here again. I would really love to get outside and the girls would like it too. And maybe I could walk off some of this fat. I'm afraid to get on the scale because I think I might have cracked 2 bills. Ack. No wonder I'm depressed.
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The plan is to start up WW at around 4 weeks into my leave. If you try it, I would be willing to do it with you. I know thats a way off, but I know sometimes someone else to keep you on track can help. Maybe at some place somewhere inbetween our houses. My now former manager lost 100 doing it, and looks great. I have no more excuses.
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