I was so worried about weighing in tonight. I was miserable last week. All the clouds just converged and although I did my best to clear them out but it seems I am not super human after all and so gave in the the badness for the most part. When I got on the scale I weighed the same as last week and that was just the most amazing accomplishment - I was so proud. Plus it gives me plenty of gas to put in the motivation tank as I have not lost any ground. Who knew that treading water for one week would feel so terrific. In addition they gave out awards tonight. Each award is a little pin to go on my sash. The ladies all have charm bracelets for their awards but it seems they felt a sash was more masculine - I swear I do not make this shit up! I won an award for losing 5 weeks in a row, one award for losing 10 more pounds and I got an award for being Loser of the Month! Yay. The tradition is that the Loser of the Month wears a tiara and the group sings a special song. They said I did not have to wear the tiara and I was like are you shitting me??? Of course I am wearing the tiara. Everyone was dying! Someone did take pictures so I will have to track that down before it winds up in the evil empire portal, ie Facebook. But long story short - I dogged a bullet tonight and now it is time to get back on the wagon as you know I want to wear that tiara again!
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