Its my (Pity) Party and I'll Cry if I Want To

May 27, 2010

Well... I got mail from Weight Watchers today.  It was a rejection letter.  Nice... huh?  At the beginning of April I entered a Weight Watchers contest for "Role Model of the Year" I had to write an essay and include pictures and everything.  I hemmed and hawed about it forever, but finally decided to enter.  I wrote a story about my son... someday if I'm feeling brave, I'll share it.

The letter goes something like "Thanks for sharing your story with us.  We had a hard time picking, but you were not it.  Congrats our your pound weight loss.  We reserve the right to keep your story on file blah blah blah..."  Nothing like a little loser (not the good kind) form letter to lift some already dim spirits!  I mean, I didn't really expect to win, but I guess I'd rather not be sent a letter (stamped on the outside with "time-sensitive" material from Weight Watchers headquarters) telling me I lost.  I guess it didn't help that I had an unexpected $400 bill come up, AND my husband had a "cavity" turn into a root canal AND crown.  Ah... life... you are so fun.  I'm having a pity party, but FOOD YOU ARE SPECIFICALLY NOT INVITED!  Running you can be invited... punching... invited.  Food, not invited.  Got it?  GOOD!

Moving on...

You'd think with that sour attitude that the next news was going to be bad too, but it isn't. 
#1 - I successfully made it to my weigh in and didn't abuse/step on my scale once all week!!!  How freeing to not be mentally playing games all week.  I might do it again sometime... Might.  I didn't say I would.  Don't pressure me...

#2 - I lost!!! 1.8 pounds, and got to 95.8 total pounds lost, and got my next 5 lb star.  Next award = hardware!!!  If you are Weight Watchers you know what I mean.  You get a little ring for your key chain at the big milestones (25, 50, 75, 100...).  100 pounds, so close, I'm almost scared. 

So despite that fab news, I'm feeling bad tonight, but nothing a few walks through memory lane to remind me how far and how long this journey has been, won't cure.

Come along if you dare...

Hey look... mom if your reading this you are on the Internet now.  Cool  huh?  Me, in stripes... what the heck was I thinking?  And if you wonder about the name of my blog well, here ya go take a look.  Don't worry, I can do a whole montage of fat legs little some day.  I bet you can't wait.

 Oh look... how nice, I not only have fat little legs, but fat little arms too! And I wore a sleeveless dress? Again what was I thinking... Now just to make myself feel better, on the right side... the new Ann Taylor skirt and shirt. Left side size 3x... Right side... 10 and Medium. OK... I do feel better now. WHEW!

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  1. awwww ... sorry you weren't picked for Role Model of the Year. You can be our role model if that's any consolation!

    You've come a very long way, Sarah!

  2. LAME!!! I think you rock! You have come so far :)

  3. As I always tell my students . . . this is subjective . . . if you did a great job and were happy with your performance than you are a winner!

  4. I'm sorry you aren't feeling great today, but snap out of it, girl! What an AMAZING loss! You don't need WW or anyone else to validate the work you've done and what you've accomplished. Congratulations!!

  5. Screw WW! You are doing this for you not them!! Wow with the pics. You actually look 20 years younger! - Tiffany


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