Welcome to 2009

I don't know about you all, but I think 2008 flew by without me even realizing it.

In fact, it was just this weekend that I was saying to Zach, "I feel like it was just summer, but its actually the middle of stupid winter." Sucks. I hate the winter. However, I will say, the past two weeks have been mild weather and there has been little to no snow, which is just plain awesome.

So now, 2009 is here. I've made a couple resolutions:
1. I will look very nice for work on Monday-Thursday. Friday can be my only casual, fleece and winter boot day of the week.
2. I will make it to the gym more often. I won't promise a certain amount. I will just say more.
3. I will take Weight Watchers seriously. No more pretending to be on plan. No more estimating points. No more eye-balling serving sizes.
4. I will eat out because I really want to. Not because I don't feel like cooking.

What about you all? Any interesting resolutions? Mine are all a bit cliche, but you know what, it is what I need to work on.

My Weight-Loss Chart: Unimpressive

To give you an idea of how pathetic my motivation to lose weight has been, I want to show you my "weight-loss chart" from the past few months:

Laugh, go ahead. It's almost funny that I have hovered around the same weight for ages now, even though I continue to pay and go to Weight Watchers meetings.

You know what else I pay for and don't really take advantage of? The gym. Actually, my work pays for it. I'm just required to go six times a month. Do I? No. Do they care? Apparently not, even though I signed a contract promising them that I would, indeed, go to the gym six times a month.

Maybe I'll go this weekend. That would be the second time this month.

Feel free to call me a fitness-buff. Really, I am one.