I returned…to my Weight Watchers meeting yesterday. Missing two in a row, for the first time in 54 weeks of being a member, was not sitting well with me. I have to admit that walking back into the meeting room felt really good.
When I joined, I vowed that I would attend the meetings and actually stay for them. I wasn’t going to get weighed in and leave. And, I have kept that promise. Every week that I am in town, I am sitting in the front row actively participating in the group discussion.
I think the combination of missing the familiar faces from Tuesday morning combined with feeling “out of sorts” because I wasn’t where I usually am at 9:30 a.m. made yesterday’s “homecoming” even better.
The scale wasn’t completely friendly. I gained .2 pounds, but I never really care about that part. I know I am doing what I set out to do, following the program and tracking my daily intake.
Next Tuesday, I’ll be back. The scale might not be friendly, but the people sure are a worth making the trip.
Talk to you soon.
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