So I survived my first week of behaving myself. In that I stuffed myself silly on the weekend and then tried to compensate for it this week. But I feel better, and I am wresling with the issues (ok, watching them from across the room, guardedly) that have kept me heavy for almost 10 years now. Jesus. It's been too long.

The meetings are lame and yet motivating. But I think they will be helpful in a few weeks when things start getting harder. What this has brought to light is exactly how much I was over eating. Like enough for two people kind of over eating. Jerry Springer here I come.

The truth is:

I can not control my weight.
I can control my points.
I succeed every day I eat within my points.