The answer is the persistence and relentless determination of a skinny, energetic lady named Mollie Sizemore. Mollie is the local Weight Watcher instructor, and I made the mistake of expressing interest in losing weight and attending WW back in June, but other than that, had done nothing about it. Mollie, however, did not forget. She stopped by the pharmacy weekly, usually on WW meeting day, just to say hi and remind that class was that night. I managed to shake her all summer and remain fat and sassy. However, when she told me that this week Weight Watchers would change their program for the first time in 13 years, that was apparently the straw that broke my fatback. I gave in and agreed to attend.
After Mollie regained control of the room, and finished explaining the plan, even I was impressed and excited about it. It seems like a plan that even Mr. Fat and Sassy can follow. So here I go, into the land of Weight Watchers. I have joined the cult.
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