|Dude, you are totally tripping up my game!*|
So I did what any perfect Weight Watcher would do-I went whining to my leader. If you listen to the podcast, you've no doubt heard me talk about how I have the best damn Weight Watchers leader in these United States. She gave me a paper tracker and asked me to fill it out for her-but with NO NUMBERS. No Pointsplus-just what I ate and when. Hmmm....
|Stop telling me what to do!*|
Oh, right. That.
I remember how, the first time I joined Weight Watchers, I was in grad school. Whenever it was finals or I had a big presentation, even if I stayed on program and took an exercise class every day? I gained a little. I think stress makes my body hold onto excess weight for dear life. Is that possible?
Curse you, fat man! You've given me Red, Fur-trimmed Coat Syndrome. And if I don't get it under control, I'll be asking for your hand-me-downs. Santa, you are officially on my Naughty List.
Do any of YOU experience this? PLEASE let me know! In the meantime, I found this cute (and informative) video on managing stress. I'm definitely going to try to remember to take deep, relaxing breaths as often as possible. I'll let you know what the scale says come January. Enjoy!
Wishing you love with extra cheese,
*all images via Wikipedia