Over the past few weeks, quite a few OCers have joined Weight Watchers. I mentioned a few weeks ago I was going to join, but I couldn’t afford it until I received my next paycheck. Well, paycheck came in last week, bills were paid and – oh look! – still enough to afford Weight Watchers.
Anyway, did a zip code search at the Weight Watchers website and found the closest meeting place, just the next town over. Drove over this evening for my first-ever meeting.
Well, not really. When I was in high school, my mother and I joined Weight Watchers briefly and I managed to lose around ten pounds. Weight Watchers definitely works, but unfortunately, my mother’s work schedule got in the way of our ability to go to our local meeting (it only met once a week at that location, unlike this location which has meetings every day of the week) and I was too scared to go by myself.
Well, six years later and I’m still a bit scared to go by myself, and as I drove into the parking lot, I contemplated making a U-turn and heading right back to my apartment to watch more episodes of The Wire.
But you know what kept me in that parking lot? Do you know what helped me get through that door?
Because I thought to myself: You know, when George started Weight Watchers, he was by himself. He didn’t go with anyone (or at least no one that I’m aware of…) and no one in the O.C. was doing this either. But he still walked through those doors and now he’s 29 pounds lighter! And now not only is George doing it, but so are Amylia and Beth and Shannon (I think…)
So, with the support of my imaginary internet weirdo friends, I walked through the doors of the Weight Watchers office.
Anyway, in the interest of full disclosure are my stats (and because everyone else has done it and I don’t want to look like I have something to hide…):
Starting weight: 194 lbs (ugh… I was 171 when I moved across the country… look at what this paycheck and health insurance is doing to me!)
10%: 19 lbs.
Target weight: 175 lbs.
I’m definitely looking forward to losing a grip of weight (ha! A grip…). However, I’m not sure I understand the choice in location for this particular meeting location: The office is right next door to a Chinese buffet. Ironic, no? It reminded me of that episode of Weight Watchers when Miranda joined and she was talking to that guy about the Weight Watchers across from the Krispy Kreme.
The torture they must put some people through.