I lost 85 pounds with Weight Watchers and I really, REALLY hate tracking. Really. And of course I wanna tell you the story…
I think my pity-party is coming to a close, and it’s about time. Especially one that is totally self-imposed and unnecessary. So, I’m trying to emerge from my mental exile. Of course, I’m writing this on a beautiful day, while sitting on my couch in my jammies at 11:30am. But writing this is a start…
It’s been about 2 months since I said I was back. I lied. I wasn’t back. I’m still trying to get back. It’s been a slow and difficult journey, but I haven’t given up.
In case you hadn’t noticed, I haven’t been around in a few months. Like most things, once you change a routine or habit, it’s very hard to get back into it. I have faithfully written a blog post at least once a week (sometimes more) for several years. Around January, my normal routines started to change, and it was very hard to get back into a groove, but here I am and hope to stay.
I was saddened to hear about the passing of Jean Nidetch, the founder of Weight Watchers. From neighborhood meetings in her home with “overweight housewives”, her vision of Weight Watchers’ meetings was born.
A Guest Post by Jennifer
Ok peeps, be my Dr. Phil for a few minutes…I’m struggling over here.
One of the joys of my life is exercise. Yes, it took me a while, but believe me, I have MORE than fully embraced my inner athlete. And that’s my problem. I am “overdone.