climbing again

and so it starts. I'm beginning to think that my body's natural cycle is to be lightest on Wednesday of every week. My week has looked like this:

Sunday: 194.5
Monday: 194
Tuesday: 192.5
Wednesday: 191
Thursday: 191.5

I bet that by Saturday, I'll be back up to 193. It's still a 2 lb. loss, but I want to see the 180s sooo bad. It seems so close, and yet so far.

With the Champions Fit group walks on Saturdays, I'm not going to be able to go to the morning WW meetings anymore. This means Thursday evenings, or no meetings at all. I've decided that I'm going to go to the Thursday night meetings until I hit my WW 10% goal (188), then quit. I know the program, I already have all the materials, and I don't like the meetings. What's the point in paying the $11 a week?

Speaking of meetings, I haven't been able to shake the feeling that the leaders don't like me. They don't smile at me. They don't make jokes with me like they do with the other people in line. They don't ever remember my name. I don't understand this. I've been coming there for, gosh...14 weeks now? You'd think that they'd at least remember my name. But they all act like I'm bothering them, and I get a distinct "go away" vibe. Maybe it's all in my imagination, I don't know. At any rate, I don't think these women like me. All the more reason to go it on my own for a while.

I'm not really on my own, either. Rob is back on the fitness wagon, and he's doing pretty well. He wants to be at 200 by the wedding, which means that we both have about the same amount of weight to lose. We're both doing the Champions Fit thing, though he's running, not walking.

I've also got all of you for encouragement. All those who comment, those who lurk...you all help to keep my accountability. And those of you who keep your own fitness journals help to inspire me to stay on the right track. So to hell with the meetings! Who needs 'em?