Hitting 10 Pounds Down

My hard work was starting to pay off.  After going to two successful meetings and losing 7.6 pounds total, I was very excited I was going to hit the 10 pound mark at my third meeting. I went to the gym 3 times a week and I switched between yoga and zumba, tracked everything that went into my body and did not eat anything past 8 PM. I could finally start to see results in my body.  My arms were shrinking, my face was slimming and my belly was losing fat.  I was so excited.  I worked a full day and got in my car and drove to my third Weight Watchers meeting.  I was so hopeful I was gonna hit the 10 pound mark and receive a sticker.  How silly it is to be excited over stickers, but trust me it is. I got in line to weigh in and talked to some of my new friends, I stepped up to the scale and awaited my results. The woman said, "Great job this week!" so I was hopeful that I did it. I took my packet back and walked to my seat and took a look. I lost 9.8 total. Ugh! So close. Totally okay though, I knew I would hit it next week.  We had a great meeting that week about accountability. I learned a lot about being responsible for my own actions and not eating my feelings.  Which I always had problems with. Oh you failed a test? How about a gallon of ice cream? Oh fight with the boyfriend? How about some pasta and pizza. Eating my feelings was one of my biggest weaknesses and I was so glad we were tackling that. Staying strong and not eating my feelings was going to be a big accomplishment. But I was ready to tackle it.  I went home and meal planned for the next week and got myself prepared for that 10 pound sticker.  I knew I was gonna get it.  I did exactly what I did the week before, got back in line for Weigh In and she said, "Great job this week!" Again, with the same excitement, I walked to my seat opened my packet, and I saw it! 10.6 pounds down.  I hit that number. I was well on my way from never seeing the number 197 again.  Hello 180s, how are you? I'm Sarah, and I'm gonna kick your ass.  My leader asked for silence and she told us it was time to present awards.  As she called the names out we all clapped and cheered for all the achievements in the class.   She called my name and everyone cheered for me and it was a great feeling.  People cheering for something that you did is one of the best feelings in the world.  The best feeling, though, is the feeling of having a support system.  To have people that have your back and can tell you not to eat that cupcake, is a great feeling. I needed them and they needed me.   It was a beautiful thing.