After thinking about it for a while (and by thinking I mean putting it off) I have finally decided that eating like crap has done nothing good for me (or my wallet) and that I would really like to be able to fit more comfortably into my pants. To remedy the situation, I decided to try the dreaded Weight Watchers. I’ll admit, I do enjoy the handy tools they now provide online and tracking what I eat is pretty easy. Really the only problem with the whole process is that I AM FREAKIN STARVING! Like all the time. There is not enough zero point food in the world to fill me at this point. I may start to turn orange from the number of carrots I eat in a day. I am convinced that at some point I will start to be satisfied by this miniscule amount of food (although I can’t imagine I will ever be full), but as far as week 1 goes, I feel like a bottomless pit, and every morsel I eat is just echoing its way into my cavernous insides, never actually hitting the floor. All I can say is that this better be worth it, because damn, I miss food.
