BREAKING NEWS

We did it. I mean, we DID it. Linnea and I went to a barbecue party last night, and we did it. Okay, I guess you’re wondering what the heck I’m talking about. If you know Linnea and I, you know that every Monday we start a new weight watchers diet. And just about every week, we’re not on that diet anymore by Thursday or Friday the latest. About half of those times, it’s due to going to dinner with people. Other times we go to a restaurant to celebrate something (the reasons start to get suspicious because we’re addicted to food). The rest of the time we just convince ourselves to eat because we jointly had bad days or something. This Monday started the same, but then we did it (well, we DIDN’T do what I was just talking about)!

Last night Linnea and I attended a barbecue party with a bunch of friends. Did I mention we did it? What did we do? We didn’t break our diet! At a barbecue. A barbecue with sausage, pulled pork, and the softest M&M sugar cookies I’ve ever seen. You can say it was quite a feat.

Like. A. Huge. Feat.

We haven’t done something like this all summer long, and we certainly had plenty of opportunities. We only had 1 day notice too. Luckily, for some odd reason, we were more determined this time. The night before we went to Sam’s Club and bought a big pack of boneless/skinless chicken breasts, and marinated them in a really yummy Italian marinade (pack of Italian dressing seasoning, lemon juice, oil). Everyone raved about the marinade. We raved because we didn’t cheat. I ate two grilled chicken sandwiches (on wheat rolls) with some green pepper, grapes, and two Coors Lights. That was a total of 13 WW points. I had 13 WW points left for Friday when we showed up to the barbecue. That’s right. Success. Luckily, I also still had a bunch of flex points (35 points to use whenever during the week) so I even ate an ice cream (light) sundae when I got home.

This was so huge I’ll probably get back on the Wii Fit soon. I’ll keep you posted.

Wow, I’m really fat.

Maybe you could tell by the inactivity of this blog, and the echoes on fatsoforum.com, but I haven’t been doing too well on my diet and workout plan. I guess it wasn’t really a plan, but I was kind of gung-ho about it until life caught up. This summer, Linnea and I were away visiting people quite a bit, probably 75% of the weekends. That leads to not staying on weight watchers for obvious reasons. We bought Wii and Wii Fit to try and combat this a little. All it did for me was tell me I’m fatter than I think I am. I still hold out hope that my abnormally large leg muscles are swaying the BMI. Anyway, Linnea and I have pretty much been putting WW to the wayside all summer, and to be quite honest with you, I’m petrified to get back on the scale. So I’m not going to, until I string a few weeks of WW together. We started back up last Monday, and I was pretty pumped about it. The main reason is that I’ve got an inch too much for the desk I was sitting in during class. Let me tell you, THAT SUCKS. I couldn’t even move around, let alone take a full breath. I mean, it’s not like I was struggling to survive or anything, but having no daylight between you and the desk is pretty embarrassing too. Last week didn’t work, I don’t remember why. So we started again this Monday. I’m so sick of it, especially spurred by the desk situation, so I’m hoping that will keep me on WW for a while. At this point, I’m just praying to not cheat at least until I’m brave enough to get back on the Wii Fit so it can tell me how obese I am. I need to start exercising too, and every night I think “man, I should go workout tomorrow.” Then I think about how all the crappy undergraduates are back, and I forget about going because I don’t want to fight for elliptical time. They make the campus like I make the desk. Too crowded.

We’ll see what happens. I’m hoping my renewed desire to write about it will help me stop being such a fatso.