I signed up for Weight Watchers (again!) a few months ago, and the last time I logged anything was in November 2017 (I think). I have done this before, so many times, only to just let life's excuses justify why I am not taking care of myself. I found myself falling into the same old patterns of using food as a reward for whatever, and slothfulness as just rewards for a long day. As time marched on, I felt worse both physically, mentally, and spiritually. Something had to change.
So, yesterday I sent out a call for help with two of my closest friends. Asking for support and to set up our own support/accountability network. I felt defeated after I tried to go for a run in my neighborhood only to feel my feet and knees ache from all of the extra weight they are having to carry forward. I was afraid of being judged and thought of as a failure as I have been down this road so many times I have a well worn rut to remind me of all the times I have tried, succeeded, slipped, fell off the wagon, and tried to get back on again. Instead there was nothing but love between the three of us as we have all been there, done that, and have so many shirts we can make a quilt! LOL!
Today, I went to my first Team RWB yoga class. It was awesome! Today was also the first day that I logged all of my food entries in my Weight Watchers journal. After dinner I was in the mood for something sweet and was hunting around the kitchen to satisfy that sweet tooth. Then I looked at my WW journal and saw that I had no more food points left for the day, and then said, "You know what? I'm not really hungry anyway, but I am thirsty." Now I have my herbal tea sitting next to me and am getting ready to relax with book #7 of The Incarnations of Immortality.
Happy Easter!
