I actually ate broccoli today. Broccoli!

Last week was my first full week doing Weight Watchers. I have to say, I should have picked another time. There was the circus, my niece's birthday, and a Capitals game. You know what that all equals? Cotton candy, popcorn, cake, mom's cooking and lots of beer. As if that wasn't bad enough, it was that time of the month. At weigh in on Tuesday I lost .8lbs. That's not an 8, that's POINT 8. Hey, at least I lost something, right?

Ugh.

Fortunately, this week I'm doing much better and I'm starting to get the hang of it. It's amazing how much food I'm used to consuming. I look at what WW says is how much I'm supposed to eat as a meal and I think, "It looks like half of a snack." Who knew I could survive on a third of what I was eating?

I have the monthly pass which gives me access to the WW website. You can keep track of your points and your weight. One thing I found in the weight section is what WW says my goal weight is. When I saw the number I actually laughed out loud. "They have to be kidding. That's what my thigh weighs." Let's just say WW wants me to lose double what I think I can lose. Double!

The more I think about it though, the more I'm starting to realize I could do it. I mean, if I actually stuck to the plan and found my way back to the gym (it's now been more than a year since I've gone even though I still pay for it), it could actually work!

But let's not get ahead of ourselves. Right now I'm just hoping I break the pound mark at next weigh in.