Tuesday, January 4, 2011
I have joined Weight Watchers for the third time. I am now singlemindedly focused on food I can eat, food I can't eat, food I wish I were eating, food food food give me a cookie FTLOG. I am currently eating a salad with a tiny bit of steak in it, taking my 3 point salad to 15 points. What the hell does WW have against beef, I ask you. The chicken and fish lobbies must be giving them lots of money.
I am allotted 29 points per day. I generally eat 45 to 50. So I have learned that I eat too much. Which I kind of already knew.
I am exercising EVERY SINGLE DAY (more of an all or nothing kind of girl, none of that moderation baloney here). I am doing a variety of exercise tapes, including Power 90 (funny arms are optional!), Jillian Michaels 30 Day Shred (why so many reps, Jill, and why don't you or your buddies wear socks??), and the Biggest Loser Cardio Max (omg this one is serious, yo. My thighs are killing me).
Dieting makes me a very cranky, very boring person. Because its ALL I THINK ABOUT.
Down 2 lbs in a week, despite eating 50 points a day.
Going to lust over cookies.