Yesterday was my "non crazy" dining night this week. However, it was probably the best indication of why I love Weight Watchers.
Here's what I ate yesterday: mac & cheese, pizza and chocolate ice cream.
Seriously.
Not weird prepackaging diet food either, just regular food.
I also had a in-house physical. I got signed up for some life insurance last month. (Why? I have no idea. Once I'm dead, it's somebody else's problem.) Part of the requirement for the insurance is a physical. So this woman, Olga, came to my house to check me out, draw blood, and get a urine sample. Olga used to be a doctor back in Russia. Now she's taking blood from jackasses signing up for life insurance without dependents. That's got to suck.
Also, a quick discussion of WW. She advised that she dieted her whole life but usually just by eating crackers and cottage cheese. This was "before bulemia and anorexia."
Anyway: clean bill of health. And according to her scale, I'm even down a little more since Tuesday. We'll see if that lasts until this next weigh in.
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