I'm shrinking! Shreeeeeenking! (I hope.)

I'm a Lifetime member at Weight Watchers - I lost about 40 pounds back in 1999, was running 3-5 miles a day, and my anxiety and depression were at an all-time low. I kept my new routine up for a couple of years, and then ended up in a downward spiral (long story, maybe I'll tell it sometime) and gained all I had lost plus more, and stopped exercising. And then I started medical school, and gained about 20 more pounds. Ugh.

But, I'm tired of being fat, ugly and repulsive. I'm tired of being Scott's fat girlfriend. I'm tired of being everybody's "fat friend". I'm tired of my rock-bottom self-esteem. I renewed my YMCA membership on Monday (and actually worked out on Monday, Tuesday and today) and re-joined Weight Watchers on Tuesday. This huge person I'm walking around in is not me, and I'm quite tired of her - her thunder thighs, sausage arms, lack of energy, and giant rear end. Keep me honest, y'all. I have exactly 50 pounds to lose to get back to my Weight Watchers goal weight. I'll keep you updated (because I know you care.) :-)