The pendulum is swinging back the other way, and I'm once again tending away from the idea of rejoining WW. As you know I've been struggling, really struggling, with this decision for weeks. On the one hand I have the earnest look in my doctor's eyes as she told me years ago "WW works." On that same hand is also the success I had in the past with WW, namely dropping 55 pounds.
On the other hand is the experience of hearing the same topics month after month, the environment of processed foods, and the routine of start out strong, lose interest, and do it all over again.
Late this week I was almost ready to log on to the web site and hand over my credit card info. I was this close, I tell you. And yet one thing or another came up to prevent my card, the computer, and me from being in the same place at the same time.
On Friday I a WW magazine ad featuring an NBA player. Yesterday I saw a WW television commercial featuring a celebrity singer. And I got to thinking, "Wait a minute. I bet those celebrities come with a great big dollar sign. Can I afford to pay a company to pay celebrities?"
That little jolt, along with some common sense found in Chubster by Martin Cizmar, have given me the nudge I need to try - once again - to take responsibility for my actions. It's something I need to teach my kids if there's any hope that they'll grow up emotionally and physically healthy. How can I expect my kids to learn to clean up after themselves when I don't do so myself? How can I expect them to make sound financial decisions when I fail to do so? How can I expect them to make good food choices, to be active, and not dependant on a multi-billion dollar industry?
I'm going to figure this out so that I can help them figure it out.