So today I’m quitting Weight Watchers.

It was forever ago (February, I think) that I won free weeks from both Token Fat Girl and HotByBlogHer. And I’ve managed to stretch out 20 meetings until September. Last free coupon today.

I’m not attached to Weight Watchers enough to go and pay. I’m not working the program. I haven’t actually counted a point in months. I have only gone for the accountability of a scale that I knew I could trust. (My scale is an inconsistent, illogical whore.) But now that I’ve given up the scale until November, there is absolutely no reason for me to go.

I’ve quit Weight Watchers at least a dozen times. I don’t know that “quit” is the best word. I’ve avoided Weight Watchers. I’ve stopped going beause I’ve been embarrassed because I haven’t been able to get myself together. But have I ever made an actual, conscious decision to quit? I don’t know. I think in the past I’ve just kind of faded away.

I don’t feel like I’m fading away. I think I’ve got a nice simmer going. I’m just chugging along, making sure the fire is at a nice, steady smolder. And I think that’s a great place to be.

What am I finishing? C25K. I had considered quitting and picking up another running program- a “running a faster and smarter” 5K.

I mean, look how cool this that? And my iPod will just tell me what to do? I don’t have to think about it or look early and get nervous? It’s like having a running trainer. I’m so excited!

But I still have 2 more weeks of C25K. Even though the runs on this training program start where I am now (with 2 mile runs), I’m gonna finish what I’ve started.

In more ways than one.