Here's my weight loss story in a nutshell:
In the early months of 2008 I joined Weight Watchers at my heaviest weight of 207 lbs. This was the beginning of my journey. I had no real expectations when I stated my journey or where it would take me. I discovered the journey to be quite easy and I was happy to just be along for the ride and to see where it would take me.
By 2009 I had reached my declared "goal weight" of 145 lbs as I could never reach my "Weight Watchers Magic Number" after plateauing for 6 months. I had lost over 60 lbs in about a year and totally changed my life around. I was eating right and had become a very active person. I was going to the gym, I had started running (even did a half marathon), I felt awesome and swore I would "never go back"
I maintained that for maybe about two years. Then things started to slip, I put on 5 lbs, 10 lbs... life went out of control for sometime when my Mum went into hospital very ill for over a month. I never really managed to regain the control I used to have in my life over myself, over the power that food has over me. My Mum suddenly passed in June of 2013 and I have slipped even further, letting my weakness and food be in control and here I am staring at the scale at almost 185 lbs having put back on 40 of those hard lost pounds.
Now onto something a little bit positive. I went to my Weight Watchers meeting for the second week in a row, and my fantastic leader Maryanne suggested we set one goal each week. An idea that goes hand in hand with setting small goals instead of getting overwhelmed by the big picture. So here is my goal for this week, what I'm declaring as week one of this journey:
For the week of April 3-9 I am going to tack accurately every day.