You're probably as tired of reading about my weight loss struggles as I am of struggling. But unfortunately for both of us, this is going to take a while. I think I've already written that when I joined Weight Watchers I had no idea what to expect other than vague suspicions that a scale would be involved (it is) and that they'd try to sell me their pre-packaged food (they do, but it's a soft sell - nothing I can't handle). I imagined it playing out like an AA meeting complete with folding chairs and styrofoam coffee cups and teary confessions. Truth? I was afraid. Well, the meeting turned out to be no big deal. It was actually kind of interesting, and it gave me a few tips for staying on plan for the coming week. It's not a perfect fit. The group is overwhelmingly female, overwhelmingly suburban, and the issues they're dealing with aren't always the same as mine. But just like with that first meeting, I always learn 2 or 3 tips or bits of information that make things a lot easier. A half hour meeting each week is a small price to pay. Sometimes what I learn is small-scale: how to make sense of confusing microwave popcorn nutrition labels or maybe a recipe for a healthy dessert. Other times they're bigger and broader, like this week's lesson that choices have consequences. All this past week I flirted with going over my points total, and worse, I stopped keeping track. "Oh, it's only a few bites. It won't make a difference." Well, those few bites added up as bites will do, and despite what I'd thought was a good week I only lost a pound when weigh in time came around. Choices have consequences, even if the choice seems inconsequential.