Yesterday’s back-to-school errands took The Princess and me to various
sporting goods stores, looking for a new pair of "Chucks" and some gym
pants. We agreed that those places feel like Mars to us. At one I
picked up some little barbells, you know, the pretty and colorful ones.
I was shocked by how heavy five pounds felt! My first thought was how
weak I must be to think so, but my second thought was how strong I have
been to carry so many extra five pounds-es on my frame.
I attend a Saturday Weight Watchers meeting, but I don’t know if I will be able to get
to one on my trip to Land o’Lakes Arts High School, so I scooted to the Weight Watchers
Center this morning to at least weigh in. I was pleased to have lost
what the WW guy called "a solid pound."
It was June 26th when I had the Come to Jesus moment with my doctor, and June 30th when I joined Weight Watchers. Since then I have laid down 21.4 solid pounds (a little less at Weight Watchers, since I believe a few pounds were shocked off in those first few days!).
I’m thinking about what I will be able to pick up, now that my own weight is lower. Maybe I’ll go back to the store and get some pretty barbells–but I’ll probably start with two pounds!