Oh No not the D word...

I've decided that I am in need of more personal transformation. As if converting to Buddhism, learning to meditate, and quitting smoking we not already enough. I joined Weight Watchers.
I know, boring housewife stuff. Well hello folks...(large neon and chaser light sign pointing in my general direction) Thats what I am...right??

I've never been on a diet before. I loathe any product that says "Diet", "Lo Cal" or "Low Carb". Asparatime makes me want to hurl. I'm not the sort to order Diet Coke with my Whopper Meal. I take my sugar straight-up thank-you very much. I like my double double, sometimes twice a day. I have a litre of coffee cream in my fridge. However, over the past few months, there has been this unpleasant trend. I've been growing out of my clothes. No longer can I fit in my 10's...and recently a 14 is feeling comfortable. Then I noticed this real attractive roll that likes to hang out around the waste of my trousers. Like eww! And my arms suddenly got a little more floppy. Lets not talk about my ass and my underware, please.

So my sister came over for dinner a couple weeks ago. She looks amazing. She told me she lost 20 lbs on Weight Watchers...and I picked her brain about it for the rest of the evening. The next week we were off to my first meeting. I stepped on a scale for the first time in a year. 146.5.
I know to some this is a weight some could only dream about. I was a 110lb waif most of my life (the kind that didnt even need to work at the weight thing...the sort of person dieters outwardly loathed). Now, I am fully aware of the changes the body undergoes during three pregnancies and births...and matters did not help after I quit smoking. My present concern is my cushiony tushy and those love handles. Ick.

So, I am on my 20 point limit for the day...and do you know what folks...I am LIKING it. I must be a closet control-freak. I like the watching-what-you-eat rigamorole. And sure there are times that I could eat sugar coated lard, but I mostly enjoy making these really yummy dishes and beaming to my husband "The whole thing is only 2 points!!" I have discovered that my greatest love and pastime, Indian cooking works very well with Weight Watchers. The vegetarian stuff anyway. I even had some points to spare at the end of supper and now I am enjoying a Mikes Hard Lemonade with my blog. I must be completely fucking mad. Part of me discovered that fundamentally I have decent eating habits. I just cut out all the soda and snacks, watch the amout of oil and portion size. I was positively giddy when I discovered how much 3oz of Tofu really is. By the way, my farts are really pungent. I thought healthy food was supposed to alter one's flatulenic odour? Yeah, you all just needed to know that.

So this is day 4 of my diet. Yeah, I betcha I'll GAIN weight during my first weigh in. That is on Saturday. Until then, I'm going to kick back with my Lemonade and The Half-Blood Prince and imagine a side of popcorn...with BUTTER...