Thursday, February 09, 2012

Square One

I found out the last time I tried this that if I don't do this publicly, I won't have any success at all. So I went back to Weight Watchers today, after who knows how long flailing about without it, which followed several half-hearted attempts to return. I've been exercising a bit these past few weeks, and now it's time to work on the intake. Got in, weighed myself (in clothing): 248.2 pounds. Which means that, after all the time I spent since I first tried this, I've lost .6 pounds.

Woo. hoo.

You know what weighs 248.2 pounds?

This 92-cubic-foot Rubbermaid shed, that's what.

They will bury me in this someday.

It's 10 by 10 -- I weigh essentially as much as a small room in Dungeons and Dragons. Too small to fit the whole party in it, but big enough to fit eight kobolds.

Holy crap, I've got a long way to go.



Anonymous said...

Good for you Rob! I just started WW too....seeing as Lia is 6 months old and I still appear pregnant! I will forward to your weekly posts....perhaps u can help me persuade my hubby as well? Good luck!

Christian's Fricken Blog Over Here said...

That's outstanding Rob. They say nutrition is half the battle. Combine that w/exercise and you'll be well on your way. If I can do it, anyone can.

Rob S. said...

Thanks, Linds and Chris. I've done it before, and know I need to. But today, seeing that number, I feel like I'm gonna die by the time I'm 50.

Oh, and I looked at my WW sticker, and I realize I got the number wrong. It's 149.2 -- so it's that whole damn shed, with a pound of butter inside of it.

dirtygirl said...

Well, it's easier to fit into the shed if you coat yourself with the butter, so that's a gimme. I'm actually staying away from WW because I don't want to see my real number. What I get on my home scale is bad enough and I know it's weighing me a little light. Luckily with my new job, I walk about a mile to the subway in the morning and the afternoon. And I'm too busy to snack. In my head, mental exhaustion should lead to weight loss the way physical exertion does. Fingers crossed on that one - don't bother telling me the truth, I've got my fingers in my ears and I can't HEAR YOU!!!

Rob S. said...

A daily walk is a great thing -- I really miss my walk between Penn Station and work from back in the day. I didn't realize the good it was doing me.

As for covering myself in butter, my main fear is that I couldn't resist sauteeing myself afterward!