Why do I have such a problem with weekends? I don't keep track of points and I tell myself I can eat anything. And, then I do. I have been paying for weight watchers for the last two months and I have finally decided to actually try the program. Unlike my usual start and stop personality....this time I am doing a "no start and start." In other words, I am actually starting WW today. I have decided to write this blog to keep me motivated. It doesn't matter if anyone else is reading it. I am doing this for myself. I have been trying to lose weight for the last 20 years. I have lost and gained and lost and gained again. I am tired of being too embarassed to go out in case I see someone who knew me when I was thin. I am tired of having no clothes to wear. I am tired of being tired. Want to know what I ate yesterday? I started the morning out with a bowl of oatmeal and black coffee. Oh yes. I was going to be good for the day. Then, around 11:00 my dear husband decided he was hungry and suggested chili dogs with coleslaw from our local hot dog stand. Well, I decided, what the heck....it's Sunday. Then, for dinner we had the kids over and we picked up salad and our favorite pizzas. This morning when I weighed myself I had gone from my xxx's to the xxx's overnight. I started the year at xxx and I have slowly climbed the scale pound by pound. I am too old to live my entire life obsessing about food. Wish me luck.