No one told me to put on my Joiner Hat
August 1, 2008 by Kelly
Last night I attended my first real live Weight Watchers meeting with my sister.
I’ve done WW before on my own. I bought the points books on eBay and did pretty good with it for awhile. But like every other diet I’ve ever tried, the polish wears off and I go back to my old ways of eating pretty much whatever I like.
This year I turn 42. My body doesn’t bounce back like it used to and I feel the wear and tear of carrying around extra pounds more than ever. It’s time for a change and I’m committing myself to a new way of eating and getting more physical activity.
I wish I could say that I was typing this with a smile on my face. I’m not. I’m not at all looking forward to this. Tiny meals. Low fat options. Minuscule snacks.
Hey, I’m just being honest here.
I didn’t get this chubby without learning to love big portions. Making a change will involve me literally dying to my old ways and when someone dies, there’s a mourning period.
While I may not be cheerful – I am dedicated. I went to the meeting last night with a sense of determination. I stepped up on the scale with a stoic face and took my place in the classroom, ready to receive the information and encouragement they had to offer.
But no one told me that these meetings were interactive. My sis (who has been in WW meetings before) didn’t tell me that the leader breaks you into groups where you’re actually supposed to talk to other people.
Ug.
Can’t you see that I’m in mourning here? I don’t want to TALK about it. I just wanted to listen and leave. Don’t worry – I’ll be back. And maybe I can be a ‘joiner’ next time – but not today.
I managed to hold my silence by giving a nod here and there during the discussions and felt relieved when we were released back to our seats again. We left with our back of WW tricks and I told my sis I’d work on finding my Joiner Hat by next week’s meeting. The look on her face tells me I’d better 
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