Close But No Chocolate Cigar

There's this Weight Watchers slogan, "Nothing tastes as good as being thin feels." Every time I hear it I want to quit the program and kick the ad company in the 'nads. I mean, really, nothing? Have you ever tasted lobster steamed in sea water on the beach? French cheese? Handmade chocolate? The side of a lover's neck? 'Cause truthfully, as much as I like being slightly smaller (I wouldn't classify it as thin exactly but something like that) a good fondue could change my fucking religion. You know, if I had one to begin with.

All that being said, there's a moment, more than that really, every time I record a loss. This morning I decided to do my slight cheat and weigh in, just to get a handle on what I could allow myself to eat today before regulation weigh in tomorrow, and found I was down .5, which puts me 1lb. from the goal. 1 pound.

Wow.

I'd thought I might need to get something to eat before I went out and walked the dog but all of a sudden I wasn't hungry. I felt just fine, didn't need any food at all. It lasted for almost an hour.

While I was out I thought about rewarding myself for my good progress. I was down .5 even though there was no floor barre this week (I don't go when my teacher is away and she's on vacation) and I scarfed down an entire box of Buncha Crunch before Anne Boleyn even met stupid Henry VIII at Thursday's movie. After the movie I took myself out for hot chocolate while I wrote. I had 3 glasses of wine Friday night. Oh and a whole Mounds bar at about midnight while the Nu-Sonics were setting up. That's pretty good, huh? I deserved a reward. And thinking about the possibilities made me properly hungry pretty soon. I was still thin but I could think of all sorts of things that tasted better.

I just had some yummy Thai food but only about half of what I would have eaten before I started the program. I was full, too, I didn't stop for points-related reasons. I have no idea how to calculate the points in the local Thai place's Masamman Curry and Satay. I don't think I want to know.

I'll weigh in on my regular day tomorrow but you can bet your Peeps that if the answer I get is more than the 126 I was a this morning I'll be recording 126 anyway. Any weight achieved within 24 hours of a weigh in without benefit of food poisoning, bulimia or starvation, well any more starvation than condoned by the WW plan, is fair game in my book.

Also, I'm changing the slogan: Nothing tastes as good as being thin feels...for about an hour.

Catchy, no?