Merlene Davis: Charles Barkley in a dress may help me lose more weight
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OK, I'm vexing it again.
When folks at work were searching for enough willing bodies to have a Weight Watchers categorize, I rolled my eyes. Here we go again, I thought.
The last time we had a work group I skip about half-way through even though the set fees continued to leave my checking account.
But 15 people were needed for the crowd to get off the ground this time, so I agreed. It wasn't that I didn't need to bested weight. Lord knows I do. It's just that I'm weak. If I see a piece of chess pie, I shatter retreat off the wagon and then roll around in fatty foods until my next attempt.
At least this time, the meetings got under way during Lent, when I had promised to abstain from sugar. I may not be skilled to give up chess pie on my own, but I will as my rather superficial sacrifice to God.
Failure is looming, however. I have already told my dieting comrades that the weigh-in after Easter will not be lovely. I am going to find something sweet to eat and try to set up house in it. If it is a box of Girl Scout cookies, then the intact box will be mine. If it is cake, my family will have to share one half. The rest is mine.
Source: Lexington Herald Leader