You could call it 'weight loss intervention' after I stepped onto the scale this morning infront of my boyfriend and his parents. The scale read 289, and the first thing I did was cringe. I knew they would want to know and I felt that I should be honest since they knew I had been batteling my weight ever since I met my boyfriend eight and a half years ago!
"289" I read out-loud. His mother looked like she was going to cry and his father said I had to get with it. My boyfriend just cheered me on saying "You can do it." With his adorable smile.
My parents know what a battle this is, I have tried every weight-loss program. I found Jenny Craig back in 2007 and loved, loved it! The thing was it got to be too expensive. So I came off and 'settled' for othe weight-loss programs. I know they work for alot of people out there, but not for me.
I know the tools: Be consistant, have self control, and most of all be determined!
I once had a nutritioinist tell me "If you can visualize it, then it can happen." Wise words that have carried me through the never giving up part.
Yes it stings I'm almost to 300! I should be at 150.
There is coulda, woulda, and shoulda the worst three words we can utter to ourselves.
Can't change the past, and can't predict the future.
So in this present I lay down on my bed and think "smaller size clothes" "seeing my toes."
And most important one day wearing that little black dress.
Tomorrow I go in and sign up for Jenny Craig!
I am estatic that I can afford it now and I can't wait to begin my journey with a consultant!