Seriously?!

I was so excited to have a comment today, until I translated it from it's native language. GRRR, trolls and spammers be gone.

Passing it on...

I was both surprised and excited to hear that my "giving it a year" personal experiment is breathing life into others. Well, at least one anyway. And surely there is someone else out there reading...aren't you?

Anyway, at my WW meeting, one of the other regulars shared with me that she is encouraged by my giving it a year attitude and she's adopting it.

Just think of the possibilities...we aren't locked into one or two months of drudgery with no end, but have we really given it our all. Have we poured our souls into our change?

By giving ourselves a year, we grant ourselves permission to fully embrace a new attitude or behavior, and if we "mess up", well, it's just one week out of 52, right?

So let's keep going. Let's see where we end up...where do you want to be on the other side of the next 52 weeks?

I don't believe in Co-ink-e-dinks

For me and my road there is no coincidence. I believe everything is layered upon a layer upon a, well, you get it. The past few weeks have been eye opening for me. I've been seeing how important it is to relate to others - connect with them in a way that is not my typical shallow way. And how it's not all about me. And how I really do deserve more than I'm getting (and giving away).

It started with weight loss, but now it's like ink in water. Slowly spreading to each part of my life. And I'm going to be ok. I'm giving myself permission. I'm giving myself a year.

Moving Forward

Well, it wasn't as bad as I had feared. Just up 1.2 lbs. And I feel confident that I can lose that this week by staying on plan.

It's crazy how nuts we get over numbers. They definitely have meaning, but should they rule our thoughts? I think not. Just because it's a different number than I wanted doesn't make me any less valuable as a person. It's just a guide - a fat guide. But a guide nonetheless.

During this year I am also working on my value. Where do I add value? What is my contribution? Where do I go from here? I think I place a lot less value on myself than I should. I'm a pretty cool person after all. (and I'm suddenly hearing Stuart Smalley in my head.)

I'm getting better at putting myself out there.

First on the agenda...

That's right...I'm giving it a year. Giving my life my full attention for another year. So much time has already passed and too readily I have become a spectator. So, check. Done. Counted.

First on the agenda is losing weight. Seems like this is on everyone's agenda. I have been relatively successful so far with weight watchers. But you see, I have this weigh in tomorrow. And I had a rough week. And I wasn't prepared. And I had an (ahem) visitor. So what's a girl to do? I want very, very much to skip my meeting tomorrow.

But that's how I got here in the first place. By skipping tomorrow. By not dealing with my own reality, feelings, etc., head on. So, bring it on scale. I'm not backing down and I'm not going away. In fact...I'm giving it a year.

My leader is fantabulous and shared with me a secret about WW. I admitted a few weeks ago that I am in the program because I am fat and I don't know how to lose the weight. I am successful at so many things, but have never been successful at this. Great job, great family, great house, you get it. I told her I was in for a year, no matter what and I needed to trust the process.

Her reply? We get it and we know what we are doing. Trust it.

So I am. Stay tuned for the results tomorrow (good, bad or just plain ugly...!)