... bored with Weight Watchers.

I hate it. Can I admit that? As someone who has been one of the company's biggest cheerleaders for the past few years, I feel ... I don't know, something in regards to how much the program is wearing me down versus what it's actually doing for me. Am I losing weight? Yes. Am I losing my mind as well?

A little bit.

Perhaps what worked for me well three years ago just doesn't fit my life anymore. I try and find inspiration in different places, new perspectives on the whole thing, and while it lasts for a day or so, eventually I find myself at the end of the day, staring at my POINTS tracker and wondering what I've really accomplished. And I'm tired. So tired of shelling out the cash for something that ultimately just drives me bat shit. This happened to me last time, as some of you may remember. I got so fed up with it all that I just said "fuck it" and walked away.

And you'll note that it wasn't until almost a year later, when my personal life became hectic and I quit exercising regularly, did I start gaining back weight. Weight Watchers clearly wasn't the cure-all for me that tough workouts were.

I don't have any intentions of stopping, or falling of any proverbial wagons, but I'm keeping my eyes peeled for something else. I started studying up on some things last night and while I still don't have any answers, I'm not running over to the Weight Watchers site to plan my day. I just don't wanna.

In other news, last weekend at my sister's as I was walking to my car with a basket filled to the brim with laundry, I slipped on the grass, which was covered with frost, and landed on a wood piling, on my left knee, with a resounding thud.

And not just my knee but on the soft part on the side of the kneecap. The picture sort of illustrates the ugliness but it doesn't quite capture how much it hurt. And, unfortunately, continues to hurt. It's gotten progressively better but it's put a damper on the ol' cardio routine - running and spinning are out of the question right now. Basically high-impact activity is out of the question, and while I know spinning isn't technically high-impact, spinning last week was slow-going.

So it's a boring week of elliptical machine and free weights for me. And walking the dog. Speaking of which, I need to finish breakfast and go do. She's sitting here at my feet, staring up at me, ready to burst.

Posted by Erin at 08:28 AM | filed under: Random

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