Mar 27, 2008 15:02
I had to join a gym. That sucks. My weight loss on Weight Watchers was going swimmingly. Forty-four pounds since Thanksgiving. All by not eating like an asshole. I knew the day would come when I actually had to burn calories. I just hoped it wouldn't be this soon.
I reached my 10% goal in January. I set a second 10% goal at which point I would do two things. 1. Join a gym. 2. Buy new pants. That second goal would have taken me right to the 200 lb mark. Alas... I am 3 pounds short. And now I'm stalled. I have maintained my current weight for three straight weeks. I know for a fact that this not my ideal body weight so none of the "Maybe you're supposed to weigh 203 pounds," excuses.
So I joined 24 hour fitness. It's right next to my office. Super awesome facilities and it costs half as much as the NYSC membership I had before I moved. That and Stanley from Jericho works out there. i didn't have the heart to tell him that I thought the show completely missed the interesting story they set up.
The pants will hopefully come soon. I need them. I can take off my current pants without unbuttoning them. That's weird. I also have to get my wedding ring resized. It fell off twice yesterday and now it is on my middle finger. I'm afraid that when I show chicks who are hitting on my that I'm married, they'll think I'm an asshole. Oh, well.
24 hour fitness,
weight watchers