Help for the Journey

Due to me being exhausted this week and the 2 glasses of wine I drank last evening I was in bed early last night and didn't post my Thursday weigh in.  I am happy to report I am now 1 pound under my goal weight, with a loss of 2.2 pounds this week!  I am actually pretty much back to where I was before my vacation.  That makes me very happy.  I have 3 more weigh ins now until I am officially a Weight Watchers Lifetime member.

Our meeting this week was about asking for help.  This is one area that I am good at.  I do ask for help on this journey, but it didn't start out that way.  I realized yesterday at my meeting that a big reason I didn't ask for help in the beginning was because I was scared to fail - scared to have people see me fail.  Its probably why I didn't start this blog earlier too.  Now that I know I haven't failed, it is much easier.  So I will say this, don't be scared to ask for help, who cares if you fail?  What matters right now is that you are trying, and no one is going to fault you for trying.  The pressure we put on ourselves, is from ourselves, not from others.  We judge ourselves much more harshly than anyone else would... so ask for help when you need it.

I am so incredibly blessed to have the help I need to be successful in this journey.  A HUGE shout out to my husband for everything that he has done to help me reach my goals:

• Kept certain foods out of the house... especially cookies and chips.
• Endured 2 years of me rarely baking anything - I am a sucker for cakes, pies, desserts, whatever!
• Yelled at me when I am in the honey roasted peanut jar... again.
• Brought me fresh produce... and flowers, from the farmer's market.
• Supported me as I worked to fit exercise into our busy lives.
• Played with our son, bathed our son, got our son out of bed and dressed and fed and off to daycare countless times to allow me to exercise instead.
• Pretty much gave up eating out accept for rare occasions.
• Stood in the chilly gray day on my first 5k and cheered me on.  Will stand tomorrow on another chilly gray day and cheer me on my second.
• Continued to love me despite my changing inside and outside.
• Always asks about my weigh in every Thursday.
• Reminds me that I shouldn't weigh myself so much, because the scale is often evil.
• Laughs nervously as I commit to donating 107.5 pounds of food.

Thank you, thank you thank you.  I'm sure it has not been easy to sit by and watch your wife morph into a totally different person over the last 2 years, but I cannot even begin to express my appreciation to having you be the person by my side as it has happened.  I am forever thankful for you help!