Taking the Reins

This morning, when I weighed myself at home, I felt my stomach drop.  I didn’t immediately recall my weight from last week, but I was instantly discouraged by what I saw.  Then the panic set in.  “How can I go to WW if I haven’t lost a pound?”  “What will they say to me?”  “Why can’t I just skip this week and weigh in next week?”

Thank goodness for my coworker.  She was gung-ho about going and gave me the extra push I needed to get out the door and into that meeting.  And lo and behold, I was down 1.2 this week!  Hey, at this point, I will take it.  If it takes me 10 weeks to drop 10 lbs, it takes 10 weeks.  I can handle this.

This is why going to meetings is important.  When you stop, the mad cycle of “maybe next week I’ll lose enough to go back” begins and it’s vicious and difficult to get out of.  So step out the door and go, even if you think you’ll get bad news.  It doesn’t hurt as bad as we sometimes think it will.