It's Day Two!
Hey, kids, I wanted to let you know how the Weight Watchers meeting went. I must confess (that seems fitting) that I was very nervous and resistent about going to the meeting. I know, I know, posting a message said I was planning to go should sound like I was actually planning to go, but I was resistent. However, I got off my duff and thanks to another priest of the diocese who needs a nickname until such a time as his membership in the hegemony is revealed, I went to the same location he goes.
While I was resistant to the whole idea of needing Weight Watchers, I am no longer resisting. What changed?
I weighed in.
Trust me, weighing in was a rude (very rude) awakening. It is impossible for me to say that I don't have a problem with my weight. And skip asking: I won't tell.
So, here's to the second day. Actually, I haven't been hungry or feeling deprived. The only tricky part is thinking about the food I am about to eat and then looking it up. However, Subway and Jason's Deli are becoming my best friends. Also, thanks to Fr. H for making this a priority in my life. I guess I am just having a Shaun moment: I needed to sort out my life. That sorting out has just begun.