Watcher in the Wings...

So on some level, in the back of my mind, I've always considered Weight Watchers a scam. I know that's ridiculous. I mean, it's one of the most popular diet plans ever, it's been around for a while, and it's still around. It's successful, and for something that's 50 years old and still running, that's saying a lot. But in my head, there's always been this... Assumption, that there's something just a little bit off about it. I guess I was forced to confront it this past week, though. My employer recommends Weight Watchers. My insurance (being the same, it isn't a surprise) recommends Weight Watchers. And when a second one of my doctors specifically recommended it... Well, I thought I should actually take it seriously.

I weigh something on the order of 360 pounds. I mean, it ranges from 355-365 depending on when I weigh myself and the context around it - time of day, whether I've eaten recently, what I'm wearing, etcetera. But that's just too much. So... On Thursday I joined WW, after research and procrastination and internal bitching... and this week I'll be going to my first meeting at work.

Nina joined with me, both as support and to lose weight herself. She has... I think it's 39 points a day, based on her weight and height. I have 71 using their default method, and that's sortof terrifying to me. That's... A lot. So I've been carefully watching what I eat, recording everything (or at least recording everything that's non-zero points - I've been slacking off on recording things like grapes and undressed salad) and I'll start weighing myself regularly. Probably mornings, after showering and getting dressed but before eating.

Why then, you ask? Because the two meetings at work at 7:30 Wednesdays and 11:30 Fridays... Which means I'd end up dressed (in the office) but they're right before meals. And if that's what my group weigh-ins are going to end up being (fully dressed and right before a meal), I figure that's what my non-group ones should be, also.

So... I'm vaguely nervous about it, which is dumb. But, well, if things go well, it'll be good for me. Hell, maybe this time next year I'll be one of those "I lost 100 pounds on Weight Watchers!" success stories. Who knows...