the zeitgeist of zoe

This post isn’t about planners, sorry. Or should I say you’re welcome, if you were getting kind of bored with all the Malden jabber.

Which knowing you, you probably weren’t.

It started out to be about a new section in my planner devoted to the fact that I have just signed up for Weight Watchers.

Yes…yes I did.

I discovered to my horror at my annual girlie exam this week that I have put on quite a bit of weight since last year. And by quite a bit I mean enough to make me gasp audibly and fight back tears.

Of course, I did have an injury to contend with that benched me for longer than anticipated – mostly because I ignored my doctor’s initial recommendations for crutch time, then got bored with physical therapy and quit after the second visit, and started working out three months sooner than I was supposed to (which of course led to a re-injury), blah, blah, blah I’ve been a couch potato for an entire year.

But those are all excuses. Point of fact is, I now weigh the most I have in my entire life.

Not cool.

I work with a woman who had great success on Weight Watchers and I saw the food she ate every day. This woman did not diet; rather she just learned to eat differently. She wasn’t crabby, she seemed to feel satiated and I even saw her put down a bagel and shmeer now and then. Yet she still managed to lose well over 50 lbs.

Knowing my penchant for pasta, cheese, red meat, chocolate and alcohol would sabotage any self-imposed efforts…at least initially…I decided I needed something  more structured.

And some accountability. Let’s face it, Sophie could care less if I’m shoving bean sprouts in my mouth or spray cheese, so long as I give her some. Her “will work for food” attitude is all enabler, all the time.

Even after we go for a nice walk, she makes me get an ice cream to share with her. I mean she FORCES me to. She’s cute but she’s just no help.

So, I joined for three months. I figure by then I will be in the swing of healthier living and won’t need to be watched over by any weight loss mother hens.

Initially, I got all excited to set up a section in my Filofax to track everything and of course write a blog post about it.

But wouldn’t you know, the new Points Plus system is largely digital. All the major platforms now have apps with handy Points calculators and food databases and the like. Far be it from me to track everything the old-fashioned way when they’ve gone and made an iPhone app and a “Kitchen Companion” app for my beloved iPad.

Okay, that one is all shopping ideas, menus and recipes…and we all know I refuse to cook…so it probably won’t see a whole lotta use, but hey. At least I know it’s there.

I had planned to post my start weight and body measurements here.

Then I threw up in my mouth a little at the thought.

I’m not going to get into the numbers here because, frankly, I’m disgusted with myself for letting things get so out of hand. However I will blog weekly to let you know how the program is going, at what rate I’m losing…

…and how much I miss whoopie pies.

Wish me luck!