I restarted WW on 12/4. My first meeting was either in the late '80s or early '90s (range about 1988-1990) and I didn't like this whole thing back then when everybody would say how much they gained or lost once everybody was sat down. People who gained were given lectures. I felt like there was this competitive thing going on, got frustrated and left. I came back again some months later to give it a retry. Same thing. I also figured out something else about the leader that annoyed me. She was constantly bragging on how she stayed at goal for twentysome years and that she was a size twelve though she clearly wasn't (unles she was buying some serious vanity-size label clothes!). When I rejoined, I noticed she was visibly bigger but still going on about how she was a size 12 and how she's maintained for all those years. Bottom line was I felt like I was getting lied to, I'd have no issue with her size or her gaining, it's this whole bragging/denial thing she had going on. So I left.
In '02 I signed up for WW online, thought I'd give that a try. I did pretty well on it but I quit after some problems with managing seizures (I have temporal lobe epilepsy) and medication changes. I rejoined online this month.
I know in the 3FC reviews and other folks say that meetings are a better motivator but I just don't play well with others. I used to always do better teaching myself how to do things like add and subtract, ride a horse, or drive than I did with regular instruction. Here I can monitor my own stuff without carrying around tons of paper (I always lose it and I hate wasting paper). I can trial-and-error and sit and think "okay, here's what happened, what should I do instead?" I also take measurements along with the weigh-in because nobody's gonna see how many pounds I way, I don't have a number on my forehead or shirt like people in this one bank commercial
I'm far more motivated than I was because I can't fit into any of my jeans, my knees are killing me, I can't bend over without choking and I look like a heart attack waiting to happen. Or else like I've been hitting the beer tent too hard and I don't even drink.
Enough about me, how ya all doing?
