"These pants feel loose. Maybe I lost a pound this week."
Waking up the next morning....
"Oh, my Gawd! I'm so bloated! Why did I eat all that pop corn last night? What was I thinking!"
Getting dressed before I leave to WW meeting....
"These pants still don't fit me like I want them too, but maybe I lost at least 1/2 a pound."
Climbing into the car to drive to WW meeting....
"Oh, geez, I'm huge. I can barely fit this seat belt around my stomache."
Driving to the meeting....
"Please, just don't let me have gained anything. I'll be happy with that, no gaining. Even if I didn't lose even a 1/2 a pound, as long as I didn't gain back any weight this week, I'm good with that. I can live with that."
At the meeting, standing on the scale, holding my breath as I peek over to see the WW woman write in my card....
Exhale, "Ah, really? Oh, thank God! A pound?"
Start breathing normally again.
12.5 pounds gone, so many more to go!
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