Finally going back to Weight Watchers this morning.

You know, it’s funny. I’ve said for a very long time that I was going to have to go to meetings for the rest of my life. I knew that, and yet I still thought some how that I could get away with not doing so. I was wrong. I’ve done so many of the typical weight loss sabotage things in the last few months. It’s really kind of sad. You think you’ve got the problem beaten, but you don’t. The psychology of weight gain/loss is deeply inbred and doesn’t go away easy.

So I’m getting back to what I know works, and what I need to do for success.

I’m terrified to find out what I’m going to weigh. I strongly suspect, at this point, I’ll have crossed back into the 280 range again.

But it’s ok. I’m going back, and my sister and netgoth are going with me. Between them and you guys, I couldn’t ask for a better support network.

225, here I come.