WWW.  No, it’s not an unfinished website address.  It’s what I am now.  I’m finally, officially a Weight Watcher Woman.  (pause for applause) [crickets] Buehler? [crickets] Ugh.

I weigh more now that I ever have in my entire life.  Here’s the thing.  I’ve never been “skinny”.  Oh sure, in high school and college I was slim—-mer than I am now.  I was a fairly healthy weight.  I could also eat whatever I wanted.  Oreos?  Check!  Pizza?  Check Check!  Oreos for dessert after Pizza?  I wonder how the weight came on?!?!

I got married young.  Jason was 22 and I was 21.  I still had a year of college to finish.  We were poor.  We ate really, really, bad for you things.  I packed on some lbs.

I joined a gym.

I quit the gym.

I started working a very high-stress job right out of college.  I travelled a lot.  I ate out…A LOT.

I bought work-out videos.

I dusted those puppies religiously once a week!

I quit the high-stress job and swapped it for a local one with a small company.  I decided that this would give me ample opportunity to start my own photography business.  We stopped cooking because we didn’t have the time.  I gained. More. Weight.

In 2012 I quit working for other people and put my efforts full-time into this photography gig.  I love it, and wouldn’t trade the decision for the world.  Except now?  I’m working at home.  Where the fridge is.  I also won’t bore you all to tears with my serious bout of depression that I overcame last year.  A story for a different day.  I found help in ice cream.  And?  Gained 20 lbs more!  20 lbs in one year?  Yikes!

I had to go to the doctor recently for my normal well-visit.  She looked at me.  Looked at my chart.  And promptly ordered a full cholesterol work-up and prescribed me…to lose 10% of my body weight before seeing her again in 3 months.  Double yikes!

Now some of you are getting amped to tell me things like “Dude, the answer is P90X!” or “It’s all about the HCG!” or “Try these magic beans!”, but, I know the answer for me.  Eat less.  I have a fairly active career.  I don’t spend all day sitting.  I have a little dog who loves walks.  Sure, I could always exercise more, but quite frankly, I hate the idea of “working out”.  Plus, and I really mean it when I say this, I simply just eat too much.  THAT is my problem.  I’ve always known it, but just didn’t care.  So now, I’m finally going to do something about it.

If you know me personally, do me a favor and ask me how the WWW is going when I see you next.  I’m using you.  You are all becoming my extended accountability group. 🙂

P.S. – 10 lbs down already.  Just by eating less.  I swear!

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