I was so happy that I lost almost ten pounds just before the holidays. I had joined Weight Watchers and was diligently following the program.
Then…overconfident…I decided I would “take a short break” during the holiday season. There’s no doubt about it; the Christmas season is one of the best for good things to eat.
I thought I’d probably gain back a few pounds. No problem. I thought it would be easy for me to start up the program again.
But, now, more than two months later, I got on the scale the other day at the doctor’s office. I was horrified to see that I was right back to where I started lat fall. I was upset for a few days, but I knew what I had to do.
So, off I went to Weight Watchers this morning. It’s a humbling business, this weight control stuff. There were so many women in the room (and one man) who want so badly to lose weight; you could see it in their faces. I reregistered, bought myself a box of tiny chocolate/caramel bars, for those urges which are sure to happen, and listened diligently to the lecture.
I fought my way back from a nasty bout with cancer a year ago. I am proud of the work I’ve done to recover. There’s one more piece of “healthy” that I haven’t yet put into place. It will be hard; I know the drill. But I also know it will be the best thing I can do for myself. I can’t do it alone, so you’ll probably be hearing about this difficult journey I’m about to take. Baby steps….