WW lady: How are you today?
Me (eyes still puffy from yesterday’s events): Not great. I haven’t been here in a while…and I know what went wrong, so please don’t ask.
WW lady: Don’t worry. I won’t.
Me: Well, maybe it depends on the person, but if I had stepped on that scale and you had asked me if I knew what happened, it would probably have reduced me to tears.
WW lady: Don’t worry.
I step on the scale with much fear and trepidation.
Me: Well, glad that’s over with.
It’s bad…but I’m not all the way back to where I started…and I knew it was going to be bad because I got on my own scale this morning.
WW lady (with just the slightest hesitation, a very calm voice and kind smile): Do you have a plan?
Me (shocked that she has the nerve to ask me anything, but glad that she was looking forward and not back): Yes.
WW lady: Good.
Me: I’m just going to focus on tracking my points…and I have a great support group.
WW lady: That’s great. (I am starting to feel better.) Just focus on that one thing. That’s it. Don’t worry about anything else. Are you planning on coming to a meeting next week?
Me (caught completely off guard as I wasn’t planning on it because I am going to be in Nashville next weekend, but I couldn’t say that so instead I just blurt out…): Yes. But I need to come on Wednesday and I don’t know when the meetings are.
WW lady (walks over to grab me a schedule): Here you go. The times that are listed are the weigh-in times. The meeting will start 30 minutes later.
Me: Okay. (I start to walk away and then realizing that she forgot to give me my new book for the week.) Could I get the book for week three?
WW lady: I’m so sorry. (And she really is.) Here’s the book, and this will be really good for you this week. It goes through all of the different meeting topics, essentially, and is full of some great little exercises for you to go through.
Me: Thank you.
I don’t think I could have asked for a better experience today, under the circumstances. This woman, a complete stranger, but someone who has been in my shoes (at least in this regard), was so understanding and compassionate. It was exactly what I needed. Not what I got last time: an abrupt know-it-all type who (maybe) thought that shame was the best method to get me back in regularly.
So here we go again, for the third time. I have no great advice today. No deep insights. No huge lofty goals to share. Just a conversation and hope for good things to come.