Those were the words I was going to utter today when I blogged for the first time in a month.
I can't do this anymore. I'm struggling, I'm hungry, I'm not exercising.
I weighed in for the first time since before the holidays (a monthly weigh-in is only required at Weight Watchers for Lifetime members). I was DREADING it. I had to survive the Christmas eating season, three kids at home and wanting to eat ALL DAY LONG, several snow days with the kids home and wanting to eat ALL DAY LONG. It's been difficult -- almost impossible to keep track of points during this time. But I've tried. Really I have.
So, last night I was convinced I'd failed over the past 4 weeks. I wasn't going to go today, because, well, I can't.
But I did.
And guess what. I'd lost a 1 pound.
OK, not Biggest Losers-type numbers, but not the "I've failed completely" result I was expecting.
So, for today, I can. I can manage today. And hopefully tomorrow. Because even if I only lost 1 pound a month for the rest of the year, that is still 12 pounds!