Grateful

Lately I have been wanting to give up. I missed the last 4 WW meetings, I haven't been on the treadmill since before the holidays. My weight has been going up and down, up and down the last few weeks. Yesterday I just did not want to get up and make it to my meeting- it's easy to blow off leaving the house at 7:30 AM on a Saturday, just to go weigh in. In fact, all I wanted to really do, was sleep in.

But then James reminded me of all the progress I've made so far, and I shouldn't give up, and I should go to the meeting. I've been feeling sort of down lately about how SLOW that progress has been. I thought when I started back to WW in the fall, I'd be well under 200 pounds so far. I haven't been under 200 since before we were married, and that thought makes me fairly sad. I think, for a lot of people, the first major goal is having your weight start with a '1' finally.

I whined that we are gone out of town so much, I am paying monthly to sometimes only go to a meeting once a month. He said, so what- go when I can, but don't give up completely just because I can't get to 100% of the meetings. So I went yesterday and found that I had succeeded with my goal for the holidays- which was to maintain and not gain the dreaded "holiday season" weight. And I made it through. I weighed exactly to the ounce, what I weighed the last time I went to WW back on December 10th. For some people, not having lost anything in a month, would be a disappointment. But for me, to make it through all the festivities and food of Christmas and New Years, and come out on the other side without even an extra pound- was astounding.

So I am grateful- if my husband hadn't encouraged me to go to my meeting this week, I doubt I would have. And by not going to the meetings- the accountability, the helpful tips, to see other success stories- that's usually when I fall back off the wagon and start embracing the old unhealthy habits- it seems easier and more comfortable to do that. But, I'm not comfortable with myself or my weight.

I know there are a lot of really amazing and wonderfully supportive husbands out there, but I know for me, James is sometimes the only thing that keeps me going. Knowing that he cares, and that he's proud of me, makes me want to work even harder at it.

My current goal was to get down to 200 before our cruise. It is less than 30 days away now, and even though I don't think I will lose the whole 16 pounds by then, I'm not just going to throw up my hands and say I'm not going to even try. I'm going to work at it, and if I only lose 5 pounds, or 10 pounds, I am going to be okay with that and keep moving forward.

SANDY

(New Years Eve in downtown Atlanta 2011- isn't he so handsome all dressed up?!)