Way back in November I finally decided I’d had enough. Enough of wearing a size much-too-large. Enough of feeling sluggish and uncomfortable. Enough of self-loathing every time I actually looked in the mirror, not just quickly glanced. And photographs of myself? Fuhgetaboutit. So I joined Weight Watchers.
A few years ago I joined to shed the pounds I had gained on chemo and various other medicines that were not conducive to maintaining a slim figure (or in my case, a slim-ish figure). The problem was that my body was still having strange issues which required me to take a hormone suppressor and steroids – neither of which are friendly weight loss tools. So after a week of staying within my points and walking and knowing I had lost, only to find out at the meeting that I had actually gained, I quit. I cried too. I hate crying. Especially in public.
So after a few years of trying this and that with little to no effect I finally decided to try it again. I would have to say that starting Weight Watchers right before the holiday season may not be the best time to start. I lost 6 or 7 pounds, only to gain 5 of it back during that time. So maybe it was a good idea, otherwise I may have had that extra 5 to lose.
After the holidays and getting my mindset back on track – and it really is so much about mindset – I got to it again. This past Tuesday I received my “First Ten Pounds” ribbon. The grin that went from ear to ear completely obliterated any leftover humiliation from my crying episode from a few years ago. So now I need about six more of those ribbons and I’ll be good! When I stop and think about all I have to lose I could easily give up because it will take forever. So instead I’m all about these little mini goals. If I show up on Tuesday and have lost 1/2 pound then it’s a good day. (Especially because I’ve not had a great week – too many social events and all that.)
Still, I can’t wait for my next ribbon! My first ribbon looks a little lonely on the fridge.
WOO + HOO! Baby steps, girl. Ten pounds is an AWESOME achievement.
Jen, so happy for you! One day at a time girlfriend.
I have the definition of “can” on my desk-
“to have the power, to know how to, to have the possibility”.
You can AND will do it!
Good. Good. Good! Congratulations. Keep going, I’m trying to join you on the weight loss too.
Congratulations Jen! That is a great start. As someone who has been there, you will have ups and downs, but you’re changing a lifetime of eating “wrong” and making this a lifestyle! Keep up the good (and yet hard) work!! 🙂