7and8

Numbers and I have been at odds (unintentional pun) since my pre-algebra days.  Today they downright pissed me off.

I am overweight.  Clinically I am morbidly obese (bad life style but an awesome name for a band).  I am trying to change this by following the wife's lead and doing the Weight Watchers program.  It has worked before and it will work again.  I am starting week 3.  I started off at 253 lbs. and after two weeks feeling great the scales says I have only lost 3 lbs.  I really wish I didn't have to step on that damn thing.  Logically I know this is a short term disappointment and that the way I feel right now is the payoff I should be concentrating on.  But this stupid number (not to mention the dismal weather, and business travel loneliness) makes me want to whole-up on Dunkin' and pout binge-style. 

However, I WILL NOT!  I will listen to Don Henley's "I will not go quietly" and walk the dogs while I try not to demonize a soulless plastic-cased printed circuit board.  Instead I will think about how good spin class felt last night and how good it feels to not be bloated and irregular.

I tell you all of this self-revealing truth because if I don't express these emotions I wind up in a dark mental spiral that ends at the Dunkin' Drive Thru.  And what better way to wash down some guilt but with a king size value meal from BK for lunch and a pizza for dinner that goes so well with beer.  Instead I will BLOG it out of my system and continue on my healthy journey.

See you on the road:)