Happily Wasting Away...

I joined Weight Watchers at Work about 3 months ago, and in that time I have lost 16 pounds -- maybe more, as my next weigh-in is today. I am amazingly proud of the success I have on the program so far, and I am excited to see how far I can go. Different methods work for different people, but this program has been perfect for me -- just enough structure and rules to guide me, but it isn't so rigid that I feel like I am missing out on anything.

My husband has made a few comments about how good I look, calling my his "super-skinny wife," and  my parents have been very supportive, especially my mother, who has battled with her weight for as long as I can remember.
It has been a bit annoying in a strange way, since I thought at the beginning that by now my clothes would be baggy on me, and I'm not feeling that. I haven't yet dropped any dress sizes, but I suspect I was on the verge of going UP a dress size when I started.So I just keep reminding myself of that when I start feeling a little down.

While it's wonderful to feel the support from family and friends and essential to be motivated and proud of yourself, sometimes the best boosts are the ones that come from unexpected places.
This morning, a woman in my office commented on my weight loss. I really only know this woman in passing -- we don't work together or for the same company, and honestly I couldn't tell you her name, but we work in the same area of the building and sometimes chat about little things like the weather or the day's offerings in the cafeteria -- but as we got to the office door at the same time, she said, "Wow, you are really dropping down, aren't you?!" It took me a minute to realize that she had noticed that I had lost weight, and once it dawned on me, I couldn't help but blush. Here is this person who barely knows anything about me -- certainly not that I have been on WW@W -- and she can see the changes in my body.

So maybe I haven't noticed the changes in my body, but I guess that's because we are our own worst critic.
And maybe I shouldn't take my husband's compliments so lightly. He clearly sees something that I just haven't seen yet.

I'm ready to keep on being a loser.
Onward and downward!