On this day, last year I walked into my first Weight Watchers meeting and faced the scale. It was not easy. In fact, standing on that scale for the first time was one of the hardest things I’ve done. But it was also one of the best things I’ve ever done.
One year and 92 pounds later, I am lighter on my feet. I walk faster. I take the stairs without getting winded. I jog. My hands and feet no longer swell up like balloons. I’m not stiff when I stand up. I eat apples because I think they taste good. I cook. I sleep like a stone instead of waking up several times per night.
I’ve made friends that I’ll keep for life. I’ve made my parents proud. I’m stronger. I’m a better sister, a better friend, a better colleague. I look in the mirror and feel proud of what I see…I could go on, but you get the idea, right? 😉
There’s still a long road ahead, but I love the direction I’m headed. I’ve come so far! And I’ve gained so much more in other areas of life than I could have imagined before my first Weight Watchers meeting. I’m happier than I’ve ever been. I am confident that I can do things that seem impossible because that’s precisely what I’m doing.
Maybe some of you can do this alone, but I’m so thankful that I don’t have to. I love my support network of family and friends. The men and women in my Thursday night WW group have been an integral part of my success. They are with me every week through thick and thin. I love healthy foods (most of the time.) I love exercise and the feelings I get when I’ve just pushed myself to a new level.
I’ve said it before, but I’m saying it again – I love being the person I want to be instead of the person I allowed myself to become.
Now on to Year Two…