At the end of week two, I'm down another pound. At first I was disappointed it wasn't more, but then I remembered 1-2 pounds a week is actually healthy, so I stopped feeling sorry for myself. : )

I got a disturbing e-mail from my brother last week. Apparently he reads my other site and had seen that I was starting WW, because he felt the need to send me a message. The whole thing can be condensed into the following two sentences:

"I'm on Atkins and I can basically eat a freaking tub of lard and still lost weight because there are no carbs in them. I predict that you will be starving to death on Weight Watchers and you will be miserable."

Most of that is his words; the last sentence is his verbatim. He also brought up the family history of diabetes, of which I'm well aware. Yes, my mother has diabetes; she was controlling it with her diet until just recently, when she had to start taking insulin. My mother has also been overweight for most of her life, so I'd wager that was a contributing factor. She's losing weight now and eating right, and I'm really proud of her. My brother seems to think that avoiding carbs is the only way to avoid diabetes. But if I lose the weight by a healthier method, I tend to think I can get the same benefit because, either way, I will weigh less. And I won't run the risk of dying from a heart attack at age 40 because I spent my twenties and thirties eating tubs of lard.

Comments

[Nicole]

Congrats on your loss! Hopefully there will be more of that to come. For me, losing even one pound seems to take forever, but I keep plugging along and it seems to happen eventually!