As a follow-up to my Cheese Ravioli or a Plate of Carrotts? dated last Saturday, Gina and I dressed down this morning - meaning no heavy clothing or jewelry - just light-weight pants and t-shirts. We left the house with empty and oh-so-hungry stomachs and with high hopes. Our first week of Weight Watchers was a life changing experience for both of us, to say the least! Gina learned what 3/4 cup of cereal looks like and I was in vending machine withdrawal last Monday. I found a lone peanut under my desk that I must have dropped a few days prior. I picked it up, wiped it off, and ate it. Pathetic? Oh, yes!
At 10:15 this morning we arrived at our meeting and removed our shoes and anything that might add to our weight, took a deep breath, and stood on the scales. Just as I predicted, Gina lost 6 pounds and I lost 2. You go, Gina! As for myself, I'm happy to have lived a few days feeling a little lighter. Without Weight Watchers, we would have gained those eight pounds between the two of us. I gave in to most temptations from Wednesday through Friday but I exercised a little portion control, too.
Gina and I left the WW meeting feeling very powerful, as if we conquered the most difficult week at the dinner table! We shopped a little then stopped for a little lunch...and...after chowing down on our our tossed salad and 1/2 chicken sandwich at Atlanta Bread Company, Gina look to her right and saw a cheese danish to die for. We split it. My motto: There's always tomorrow...
Lately, instead of Chloe and Bella getting the last bite of my English Muffin, they get an order from me, "Move away from me, you beggars! It's MINE!"