Sick! Who needs a summer cold?

I haven't felt good since last week but I ran through it. Yesterday & today it's hit me like a ton of bricks. I think I even have a fever- I would need my mom to come check:)
I have had a few people ask me about my Weight Watcher's story.
I'll just share it here - then it only gets told once.
I did WW for the first time in 2007. I did it with a friend which was super nice but not beneficial. I did it for about six months, lost about 35 pounds and quit. I really got to where I hated every minute.

This time has been different. I started in January 2010. My little girl was seven months old. We had just had family pictures. The holidays were wrapping up. I was done being fat. I didn't was my little girl growing up with the example of a fat, inactive mom. Sounds harsh, but it was black and white. It had to be done.

I joined Weight Watchers again. After a week I received a welcome letter from Vicki - my leader at my Saturday meetings. I also started my blog. I started following other blogs. I started exercising. I was on my way. I focused on not wasting a day. Not one day was going to pass that I didn't do everything in my power to make this happen. I haven't looked back. I can honestly say that I haven't wasted my year & a half. I am almost to my 80 pound mark. I have 15 pounds to go. I will get there.

I can't wait to start the next part of my journey.

I can't imagine a day without running. Talking about running. Dreaming about running. I can't wait to get faster & stronger. I can't wait for the day that someone in my family runs with me!

I am so grateful to be where I am. I know that I am where I am because of the influence of many friends, both around me and those from blogs who share the same struggles I have. Support is essential. My WW meetings kept me going. They are so valuable! I hate missing a meeting. I love the leaders and my friends there. One of my secret dreams is to work there. It will keep me in check. I can't wait to hit lifetime. It's unbelievable almost to have it so close! I don't want to curse myself so I'll stop talking about it and celebrate when it happens!

There you have it. My story. Written with a fever, watching Toy Story 3 with my little princess:) Could life get better?



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