Saturday, October 22, 2011
On the Weigh: First meeting in awhile.
My last WW meeting was October 1. In the three weeks since then, I've gone out of town twice, spent two weeks sick with bronchitis, taken steroids for said bronchitis, gotten some potentially disturbing health news and underwent a subsequent biopsy, celebrated a milstone-minus-one birthday, and adopted a spanking new puppy. I haven't been to bootcamp in two solid weeks. It's been the most stressful month at work in the year+ I've been there, what with nonstop deadlines and looming promotional opportunities driving me to work better, faster, longer, stronger. It's been a weird month, to say the least. Even in a singular sense, any of those issues (positive or negative) would have been potential emotional eating pitfalls. I eat what I feel, you know. Regardless, I didn't forget WW existed entirely, but I wasn't as diligent as I would have been had I been stepping on a scale in the presence of strangers either. I had no idea what to expect today.
In all honesty, I am thrilled beyond measure. I am at a new low for WW, I held it together in spite of missing meetings (which I am not typically good at, minus that accountability), and feeling really great about moving forward. I am pumped to be finally feeling better and heading back to bootcamp Monday morning, as well as starting C25K a few days a week to get back into running a bit. Having mired in slowish losses over the summer, I have sudden new hope that I might just make that 20-pound goal for 2011 afterall, or at the very least get close. I know the number represents several weeks of work, but man, it always feels amazing to see a big number on the scale. The receptionist even whooped out loud when it popped up.
Sometimes a big number is all a girl needs to just keep going.