I went to get a new driver’s license today since I’m going to be old and 4 years has passed since I have gotten a new one. My old one was cute, I still had the short Paige Davis style haircut and looked a bit young. The picture I got taken today, though… BLAH!
The woman who took the picture said “Oh, Jennifer! That is a really nice picture!” So I thought I would like it, I thought it would actually be a nice picture. WRONG! My hair looked nice and long, something that still shocks me when I see it on film, but the rest of it… well, I looked old. And I don’t like looking old. I mean, I don’t mind getting old, but I don’t want to look it.
I keep pulling it out and comparing the two photos. First of all, the new one is a much closer shot of my face, whereas the old one has a decent amount of shoulders. With my hair being long now, it kind of makes me look like one massive blob since I had on a dark gray shirt and my hair is dark and all you see is this small bit of pale face peeping out from behind my thin bangs. I hate this photo. Really? I’m going to have to deal with this until 2012?
Then I started thinking about 2012. I remember when I got that last one taken in 2004. Hell, I remember the one in 2000 and 1996, too. The 2000 one was my favorite photo because I think that was the thinnest I’ve ever been in my entire life.
I lost 9 lbs since yesterday morning. Yes, I shit you not. Ha ha. Well, I guess I shat myself not yesterday, if you catch my drift. And I think you do. But when I woke up yeseterday to go meet my mom for Weight Watchers, my fingers were swollen because I was retaining so much water. I drank three huge glasses of water before I headed to the meeting, hoping that I would absorb some of the water back in me and be able to get rid of it before stepping on the scale. Well, no such luck. So, this morning when I was 9 lbs lighter than yesterday, I shook my head and laughed at God’s cruel joke before tearing into my breakfast of a fiber one bar and a glass of skim milk.
Still, even though I know it’s not a true weight loss, there’s something mentally satisfying about seeing the numbers go down. I’ve been really watching again since I got back from Newport, and I was very disappointed when the scale was going up instead of down, even when I knew it wasn’t a true weight gain. I knew I hadn’t gained real weight, but I wasn’t sure how much I’d lost.
I decided that I need to start blogging about the whole WW thing because I need to be held accountable to something other than the scale, especially since my mom and I can’t find mutual times to meet and are only making it to meetings twice a month. Maybe if I write about things on here, I’ll feel like someone is watching me. Even if I’ve lost most of my readers.
So, today, we will begin the Fat Bastard portion of the blog. How very Bridget Jones of me.
Goal: 20 lbs by June 6 (Fro’s rehearsal dinner)
Lost to date: 0 (We’re going to assume we’re starting fresh today since this is the first day I’m doing this.)
So, today, I have stayed in my points, and I am using my 35 extra points for the week to go out with Libby tonight. One Miller Lite is 2 points, and I’m not intending on having 17 of them, but I figure it’s best just to say I’m using all 35 than to underestimate. At first I thought this would be hard, but I work 5 of the next 7 days and next weekend I’m going to see O in Ohio (tentatively), and it’s easy not to overeat when you’re working, sleeping, and playing with your boyfriend, so I won’t need the 35 points for the week.
(Please, if anyone is still reading this, nag me about this? If I don’t post any results about how much I’ve lost, please ask me.)
20/03/2008 at 5:42 pm Permalink
I will totally nag you about this! I’m good at that sort of thing. My parents got really super skinny on WW and they have been life members for years, so I know that it really works!
20/03/2008 at 8:58 pm Permalink
Jennifer, I understand that there is some sort of national law that requires that a current photo be used in one’s driver license. I assume that it is something that has been imposed since 9/11 to reduce identification fraud. I last renewed my driver’s license in Washington, D.C. a few years ago, and I asked if my previous driver’s license photo could still be used. The clerk at the department of motor vehicles had done so previously. Besides, I wanted to show a little less gray in my hair. Sorry, no such luck.
In regard to your weight, it is too bad that you did not have the same clerk who handled my Washington, D.C. driver’s license a few years ago. I should note that Washington, D.C. government employees have a reputation for being rude and unhelpful. I once spent four hours at the DMV several years ago. So, I dread going there, even if the service has improved. Anyway, I went to the DMV wearing baggy t-shirt and pants. I filled out the license information including my accurate weight. The clerk at the window carefully checked the form and me. When she handed my license, I noticed that she had reduced my weight 10 pounds. Now, that is a weight loss plan that I love! Give that lady a promotion!