it’s back to Weight Watchers I go.
That’s right. In the morning, I will be returning after three weeks of not going at all and six weeks of not trying very hard. I’ve gone through all kinds of emotions. Anger. Frustration. Disappointment. And finally, I am at a point of acceptance. My guess is, based on their scales, that I now weigh only 15 lbs less than when I started. That has been a hard thing for me to work through. However, that’s 15 lbs less than I was four and a half months ago and that is still a good thing.
That’s where I’m at. Focusing on the positive. Tomorrow, after I go, I will adjust my weight loss in the sidebar. It will be a new day…and a new beginning. And the struggle lives on…like a vampire, in the night, waiting to suck the life out of me. But, I can’t let it win. Especially because my vampire doesn’t look like Edward. My vampire looks like a big, fat cow.