Watch me Weight!

So I haven’t given myself the time to make a post, but after signing up for Weight Watchers, today, I felt the need to scream it from the roof tops! Fortunately, my work’s health insurance plan has a contract with WW and I get to enjoy it for SIX WHOLE FREAKIN MONTHS FOR FREE! How awesome is that?? I’ve spent all afternoon chatting with their coaches and getting all the details on how this works and I’m super excited. The more I learn about it, the more I will fill you guys in. 

Stay active and stay positive! 


Weight? No Wait.

My name is irrelevant, but it’s Martha. I’m 30 years young and I am pretty freakin’ awesome. What’s not awesome is my health. I smoke, I eat like there’s no tomorrow, and I’m (according to a judgmental jerk of a BMI chart) morbidly obese?! When I hear those two words morbidly obese, I think of 300+ pounds. How naive of me.


That’s me. I mean, those are my feet on a scale, at least.

For the next three months, I will be focusing on those three hideous numbers that appear on that scale. Fuck those numbers. They suck and they will go down. Like a dress on prom night.

Why three months? Well.. we started this weight loss challenge thing at work yesterday. About 5 or 6 of us  will be competing against each other for cash. We each put in fifty bucks and committed to weighing in to show our progress. Second place takes their money back and first place takes the rest. What better way to motivate yourself than by trying to win a little money, right?

So it’s day two of the challenge – no big deal. My goal is to count calories and workout 4-5 times a week. I’ve been working out for about 3 weeks now, but I’m just now incorporating the whole “eating with moderation” thing. Yeah that shit sucks, too. Who doesn’t love ALOT of food?

I made an instagram account dedicated solely to focus on losing weight, learning about fitness, and being inspired by other’s success (@snackually_frustrated). I’m hoping this is something I can stick to. Don’t get me wrong, money is a great motivator to lose some weight, but I really need to get my shit together if I want to survive past age fifty or sixty.

Baby steps, though. I’ll start with the weight. If I can get down to 180lbs (obviously not in three months – the plan is to keep this ball rolling, even after the challenge ends), then I will begin the quitting smoking portion of my lifestyle change. I can’t do it all at once. I may kill someone if I tried. They say that the more you work out, the more you may tend to smoke less or may quit smoking altogether. I’m down for that.

Here’s to me lurking across social media and the web for inspiration, support, and success. And some troll shielding, too (I’m sure). Bring it on, douchebags.