Weigh In again last night. It was a nightmare! We have a new leader, and everything was different. I arrived at 5.20 for a 5.30 meeting and finally got weighed at 5.50! Queueing everywhere, 1 person weighing, and the leader running round like a headless chicken. Awful. Apparently it was something WW have decided to do - they reckon that people don't mind waiting to be weighed, but hate waiting to pay for the meeting. Well that may be, but when the queue is out of the hall, out of the door, and half way across the car park, do they REALLY think people are going to wait? I'll be interested to see if this really is a WW thing, or if it was just the new leader. I might have to find a new (quieter!) meeting.
Anyway, at least the result was good - 1.5lbs off. Which takes me (just) into the 14's for the first time in over 4 years. I haven't been this thin/light since Glenn got home from Iraq in 2005. So I'm feeling pretty good right now :o)
The cats are as mad as ever. Rosie keeps winding up next doors dog by sitting on the fence and hissing. Dawson keeps winding up Rosie by pouncing on her and stealing her bit of paper.
Rana is her usual self - she was very excited to come in on Wednesday. I was a bit late, so she had to demonstrate how upset she was by leaping around and showing her feet to her pony field companion. *sigh* She will grow up one day, won't she? She's also being a princess about her feed, and isn't eating much at the moment. I think the grass must be coming through!
Riding lesson this Sunday, so wish me luck. Will update on Monday so you all know I survived *grin*
Have a great WW week!