Last night’s weigh-in went very well. I was hoping for a loss of at least 2 pounds prior to the marathon on Saturday and I this past week I did lose 2.4 pounds. In fact, I wanted to lose 10 pounds from the time of my last marathon to this upcoming marathon and it looks like I have failed this small goal. I knew it was a tall order so I’m not all that disappointed. The good news is that I did lose 8.4 of the 10 I wanted and that means I will have that much less weight to skate with this Saturday.
How can I be upset about that?!
Last nights meeting topic was about exercise. Exercise has never been an issue with me. I love to do it and always have done it despite protest from doctors. A part of me wanted to scream when I heard many of the members whining about the lack of time, energy and desire to exercise. I don’t understand the mentality.
I have never regretted getting my butt off of a couch and moving. I have never regretted a smaller size pants or shirt because I exercised. It’s something everyone can do no matter what kind of health they are in. MOVE your body – it’s that simple.
I realize that having been told I CAN’T/SHOULDN’T exercise is probably the reason I push so hard to DO it but I honestly don’t believe that is the soul reason I make the time to exercise. I have always enjoyed it – since I was young. I love to move and be active. A lot of times it’s just the challenge of seeing how hard I can push myself. I love the high it gives me. It makes me feel great inside and I have never found a way to replace that feeling.
Since I have started Weight Watchers I have lost a total of 31 pounds in 5 months (51 pounds since October). I believe I have reached a point in my weight loss where people are unable to not notice it. I have had more people stop by and compliment me than ever before. It’s a great validation of all the hard work I have put into this and it motivates me to continue.
I have my Aunt M to thank for my inspiration to join Weight Watchers. Despite me thinking about doing something for almost a year it was when I saw her at a family gathering after losing 80 pounds on Weight Watchers that I finally got up the nerve to commit myself to this. I had never seen my aunt so happy. I mean, yes – she looked fantastic but it was her smile that was permanently glued to her face that inspired me. My entire life, I had never seen her so happy – ever.
This happiness had been achieved by me years earlier and I knew what she was feeling inside - pride, joy and feeling of accomplishment that no one else can take away. Those were the things that I wanted to feel again; the feelings that give you the confidence to be who you truly are inside all the time.
Every day it gets just a little bit easier. Every day I get closer to my goal. It’s wonderful and it’s liberating.
All of this because of one smile…





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mine? :D
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