Well, I did it to myself, and I must say I did quite a job. A few months back I had my physical. Let’s just say when the nurse mutters, “Uh-oh!” you know it’s not pretty. Cheddar burgers with slabs of mayo and soft shell crab po boys flash before your eyes as you try one last denial: “Oh, I must be retaining fluid.” Yeah, maybe Lake Michigan!
First off, don’t even think about joining online unless you have an hour each day to click and scroll, click and scroll. Honestly, I am not about to get myself weighed in front of others. As it is, I peek around the corner of my own bathroom before stepping on the ghastly contraption that I am sure is rigged to add another five pounds just to spite me. But what I really want is just the book of points. I did figure out online, after donating 60-some odd bucks to the cyber world of weight loss, that I am allotted 23 points a day and an extra 35 points per week. Great, if only I had an extra five hours in the day and a BlackBerry to look up every possible food item that I might consume, as well as its contents, for a review.
They say the scale never lies–this foodie is in BIG trouble.