So I went. After all the comments yesterday, which I am so thankful for, "going to Weight Watchers and facing the music" was the winner.
When I walked in I saw that the rude annoying mean lady was behind the scale.
"Where have you been?" She said.
"Oh, I've been here and there."
"Well, I am glad you are here now. We missed you."
She was actually nice. Maybe that one day was a bad day and not the norm. Maybe today was not the norm. Whatever the case I was ready if she said some rude stuff.
RAM LAdy said, "Alright, are you ready to weigh in?"
"Let's see how much damage I have done."
I stepped on the scale. Waited for an "I've got it" from RAM lady. Looked down at my chart and she said in a whisper, "You went up a little."
I looked down expecting that 5 pounds or more. Turns out it was not as bad of a gain.
In my head I thought, "Don't get too comfortable 3.6 cuz you are not welcome."
Thanks for all the encouragement everyone!