and so it begins (one week later)

i decided to change my life. and some of my habits. such as my eating habits.
i joined weight watchers after swallowing a lot of pride, fear, frustration, and (it goes without saying) food.
this whole week there's been a slight feeling of desperation because i keep thinking about chocolates and pastries AND I DON'T EVEN EAT SWEETS! how crazy is that?! i go from hating chocolate to thinking my body needs it. survival mode, anyone? but i feel good. i feel healthy. even if i did gain .6 of a pound. the leader said it was completely normal to gain up to 3 pounds the first week because your body is going through such a shock. this definitely lifted my spirits as i stepped off the scale earlier this evening.
however, i really don't think the meetings are for me. i'm definitely the youngest girl in the room, and all the crazy women talk about craving peanut butter, and about another handle of women RUSH to her rescue with suggestions until the anxiety attack passes. and i really don't want to get caught laughing at them...
so yeah...i think that's about all i have to say about that. updates soon to come.