. . . I faced the music and went to Weight Watchers this morning. I even tried my best to talk myself out of it. Andrew slept in today. He was taking forever to eat breakfast. I was sleepy. I felt pukey and couldn't stop coughing (darn cold!). Blah, blah, blah.
But, then I remembered that I had written it down here and said that I was going this morning. I knew that I wouldn't be able to justify not going here. So, I went.
It was ugly. But I went.
I'm not sure I'll stick with Monday mornings for the summer. No kidding, next to Andrew I was the youngest person in the room by like 20 years.
But I went.
Nothing has changed. Points still need to be counted. Bagels and chocolate still have a gazillion points.
But I went. The plan is in motion.