
The Look Great in 2008 Challenge is brought to you
by the lovely folks at Tales from the Scales
So I started the challenge at 209#
Last weigh in I weighed 202#
I now weigh 200.6#
I have been so disappointed in myself that I haven’t wanted to blog about it, it’s upsetting. First problem? WW. I weighed in a few weeks ago and gained and the lady sighed. She sighed this huge dramatic breath of hot stinky air and gave me the “you gained..” Then she quickly shoved the papers back in my hand and asked if I was going to be staying for the meeting. Well, nasty sunshine up my ass miss weight watcher lady, yes I will be staying for the meeting. The entire meeting I was fuming. Fuming mad.
The next week they had some award ceremony to congratulate how rotten mean they are to people I suppose, maybe not, I’m just bitter on how I was treated. Anyways, I went the following week and I kid you not the lady sighed her heavy nasty sigh before I even stood on the scale. It took me 2 weeks to get the courage to go back and she-freaking sighed before I weighed in.
Well I stepped on the scale and lost 1.4#. Not the greatest, but I did loose. She didn’t say anything. Nothing. not way to go, or you are back on a roll. Nope, yet again, another sigh and shove the papers back in my hand routine. Oh, not to mention the “you are staying for the meeting aren’t you?”
Yes, I stayed at the meeting, I listened, but when I got put into groups. I got stuck in with the “clique” group of WW. What is this hight school all over again? I”m telling you, my self esteem can’t handle much more of this shit… They completely ignored me and didn’t even acknowledge that I was trying to participate. So, they spoke, didn’t include me and I walked out of the meeting. I wanted to cry and never go back.
I’m not sure If I’m going back on Saturday. I may have to drive farther to go to another WW meeting. What’s with the mind games ladies and gentleman? I’m a grown woman, I don’t want to play mind games like I’m in Junior high, been there, done that. It sucked the first time.
See why I haven’t blogged about it? I’m still a little hurt. I pay $40 a month to get my feeling hurt and made to feel that I’m not worth going or that I’m less important than the “life timers” of WW. I suppose I’ll have to sit on it and cool down and until then, keep the candy out of my hand. Damn Halloween….