Hello everyone! Thanks for stopping by my W.I.S.H. Journal. In case you're wondering, yes, I am a DISBoards regular. OK, a DISBoards addict. I'm just using this screen name for my Journal. If you are curious, ask and I will tell you - in a PM - who I am.
Anyway, I have been struggling with my weight most of my give-or-take four decades. It really hasn't been much of an issue for me, as I have always been fairly active and it has never stopped me from doing anything I wanted to do. But the older I get the more I realize how important it is to take care of yourself.
If there is one thing I leanred from my mother, it was that she was always too busy taking care of others to take care of herself. I'd talk to her about it, but it's too late She's been gone two years now. So if I learned anything from her passing it was that if you don't take care of yourself, then who will? And then who will take care of those you love when you're? So, that really got me thinking.
Plus, darn it, nothing fits me right!
So, with all that in mind, in December of 2003 I told my DH "For New Years we are going on Weight Watchers." Now, he is very athletic, but could stand to lose 20 pounds. So we started WW, and went to the gym and hit the treadmills almost every night. He lost his 20 pounds, I lost 30! I was THRILLED! I only stayed on WW about 70% of the time, but I must have been doing everything else right, because, man! It worked!
But then...we went to WDW. On the Gold Plan.
I gained back 8 pounds. Yes, even with all that walking around WDW.
Then when we got back it was the holidays, and winter, and well, you know how that goes.
So, then New Year's rolls around again this year. I resolve to get back on the wagon.
And then what happens? Nothing. I get on, I get off. I get on, I get off.
And so it goes.
Now it is November.
So, knowing full well that I need some sort of accountability, I thought starting a W.I.S.H. Journal would be helpful. Especially since I spend so much time on the DISBoards anyway. Might as well do something useful while I wait THREE HUNDRED AND SIX DAYS for my next trip.
So, fellow DISers....here I am.
Anyway, I have been struggling with my weight most of my give-or-take four decades. It really hasn't been much of an issue for me, as I have always been fairly active and it has never stopped me from doing anything I wanted to do. But the older I get the more I realize how important it is to take care of yourself.
If there is one thing I leanred from my mother, it was that she was always too busy taking care of others to take care of herself. I'd talk to her about it, but it's too late She's been gone two years now. So if I learned anything from her passing it was that if you don't take care of yourself, then who will? And then who will take care of those you love when you're? So, that really got me thinking.
Plus, darn it, nothing fits me right!
So, with all that in mind, in December of 2003 I told my DH "For New Years we are going on Weight Watchers." Now, he is very athletic, but could stand to lose 20 pounds. So we started WW, and went to the gym and hit the treadmills almost every night. He lost his 20 pounds, I lost 30! I was THRILLED! I only stayed on WW about 70% of the time, but I must have been doing everything else right, because, man! It worked!
But then...we went to WDW. On the Gold Plan.
I gained back 8 pounds. Yes, even with all that walking around WDW.
Then when we got back it was the holidays, and winter, and well, you know how that goes.
So, then New Year's rolls around again this year. I resolve to get back on the wagon.
And then what happens? Nothing. I get on, I get off. I get on, I get off.
And so it goes.
Now it is November.
So, knowing full well that I need some sort of accountability, I thought starting a W.I.S.H. Journal would be helpful. Especially since I spend so much time on the DISBoards anyway. Might as well do something useful while I wait THREE HUNDRED AND SIX DAYS for my next trip.
So, fellow DISers....here I am.