Weighed in this morning and I was down 2.6 for the week. I am really pleased with that. I think the old program just works better for me, period. The leader annoyed me though. The receptionist said, "boy Renee, what did you do this week, you had a great week!". I told them that I followed the old program and the leader said (very snottily I might add), "it's actually the same program but if it makes you feel better, then go ahead and follow it.". You know, it probably is. But it doesn't mean I follow it the same way as everyone else does. I vary my eating, which I don't do on the other program. And if it's exactly the same, why did they bother changing the program in the first place???

I'm guessing things like this don't happen with little girls.

The other night I went into the bathroom and hopped on the scale. About 20 minutes later, I walked back into the bathroom, and noticed that my scale had water all over it. I looked up, expecting to see...I don't know what. Water pouring through my ceiling? The fact that it hadn't rained in days should have been a clue.

It wasn't until I noticed the pair of Power Rangers underwear on the floor, and the spatter marks all over the wall, that Joey had made a wrong turn in the bathroom. Instead of turning right towards the toilet, he turned left, dropped his pants and peed all over the place. YUCK. Sure enough, I found his naked hiney back in bed.

This isn't the first time this ever happened to me. Years ago, I was sleeping over my boyfriend's house when I awoke to his roomate entering the room. Instead of going right towards the bathroom, he opened my boyfriend's door, and peed all over my leather boots. Gross, gross, gross!!! Why me?

I am hungry! I'm having a wonderful, on plan week but I'm really battling the munchies. I want salty snacks, like Cheese Nips and Cheetos. I just had 2 tbsp. of light sour cream mixed with onion soup mix and an entire crunchy cucumber, but it didn't do it. I can tell today will be a struggle!

I'm also aggravated with Bob. He threw away a completely fresh head of cauliflower because he thought it was yucky (it wasn't, I just bought it the other day and as of last night, it was as fresh as it could be). I had wanted to make cauliflower poppers for dinner (cauliflower tossed w/ chili powder, cumin, salt & pepper and baked), but now I can't. And I've already been to the grocery store this morning, so I don't feel like heading back.

I'm not sure when I'll manage to weigh-in this weekend. Joey has a game and I'm pretty sure it's early Saturday morning. I'm sure I'll figure something out. I can't wait. I've really got the bug again.

Weigh-in was this morning, and my net weight loss after 2 weeks is somewhere around 2.5 lbs. But I know just how very wrong the scale was that first weigh-in, so I'm confident my loss is somewhere in the neighborhood of 7.5 ish lbs. (if not more). My "official" loss is 5.2 (or is it 5.4?) lbs., because of that weigh-in 10 days ago in order to try and determine a new weight...ack...this is so freaking screwed up. Anyway, I weighed in last Wednesday, in the evening, after eating, etc., and it showed me UP 2.6 lbs. from the WRONG first weigh-in.

Bah. None of this matters. You know what? I know I was *AT LEAST* five pounds heavier than that first weigh-in, so from here on out, I'm tacking 5 lbs. on to whatever it was. I've lost 7.5 lbs. in two weeks, and THAT'S WHAT I'M STICKING WITH!

I have been following the old plan this past week, and I'm very pleased with the results. I think this plan just works better for me than the current one. With the new plan, I eat a set amount of points a day. Because I like to indulge on Saturdays, I don't dip into flex during the week. So if I eat say 20 pts. every day, and then up to 55 points on Saturday, it just doesn't work for me. I think my body gets very used to those 20 pts. (which is not what I'm eating, but I'm not saying how many I am!!!), of getting the same amount of nutrition every day except one, and I don't think it burns fuel efficiently. I think my body works better when I trick it. It never knows whether it's going to get more or a little less, and I think my body just runs better that way.

I am really proud that I've managed to stay on track, especially after the week that I've had. I am so stressed out, and it's not likely that things will get better any time soon. I should begin exercising again, that might help in dealing with some of the stress. Or maybe the cause of my stress will just move, but I think that's just wishful thinking.

The meeting was fantastic. The leader has this knack for making me feel like she's tailoring the meeting towards me. I know she's not (well, sometimes I'm absolutely certain she has), but it just feels that way. Today really spoke to me because at least 3 people spoke about how they've lost the weight, and they're there taking it back off...AGAIN. I'm not alone in this, and somehow that knowledge really helps.

I also ran into my old friends who were still outside chatting from the previous meeting. They told me that I need to go back to the earlier meeting. The one is so pushy and abrasive, but she was just what I needed. So I think I will. I have been avoiding them, ashamed of what they would think, and now I don't have to.

I feel good. Really, really, really good.

Well, I have officially completed one week on plan. I'm not exactly sure how much weight I've lost. There was some mistake at the scale. Either a scale badly in need of calibration, or the receptionist read and recorded my weight wrong. The scale has been calibrated since then, so I'll never truly know. I'm all sorts of frustrated with WW, and my leader in particular, right now. But I'm determined to let it go and just do what I need to do. By my best guestimate, I've probably lost around 4-5 lbs. I know for sure that I've lost 3.2. It's a start!

Last night I was thinking about what was so different last time and why weight loss came so easily to me. I am having a much harder time this time around. I've come up with three things. Two I can't do anything about, but maybe I can with the other one.

I'm older this time around. I've heard it said that once you turn 35, it's just not as easy. I don't know how true that is, but even if it is, not much I can do about it.

I was nursing last go around. Much as I miss nursing, my "neenies" are done. Not much to do about that one either.

But I do think there IS something I did last time around, that I am not doing currently. When I started in January of 2003, I was following the flex plan eating within a certain range of points, which varied by the day. Right now I follow the current plan and eat my target points during the week, saving the 35 to dip into on Saturdays. I wonder if my body just does better following the old plan. I ate very similar to the very popular "Wendie" plan, and I really wonder whether that just really worked for me. I varied my days, having very high days (usually Saturdays), low days and mid-range days.

So this week, I'm going to experiment. I'm going to follow the old plan. I'm also making a real effort to check off all those little boxes on the bottom of my tracker. I've been drinking milk people. MILK. I don't drink milk unless it's accompanied by a huge slice of chocolate cake, a big fat PB&J sandwich on Wonder, or several fresh baked chocolate chip cookies. But I'm making the effort to get in all my milks, all my oils, and at least 5 servings of fruits and veggies. I weigh in officially next Saturday. We'll see what happens. If I don't see the results I'm hoping for, then maybe I'll given in and try Core.

Either way, I can't really go wrong. I'm doing what I know is right.