This ones a three parter... sorry :)
Everyones journey is different but when it all boils down to it a loss no matter how small is still a loss and helps along the journey to reaching the end result.
After attending a few meetings and seeing peoples reaction to their "loss" for the week, it's hard not to take some of that a little personally. When someone steps on the scales and looks at you for some hint of what they have or haven't achieved for the week it is sometimes a little heart breaking and I really hate having to tell someone that they've had a gain. I had one lovely lady today who after we'd recorded her loss stopped to chat for a moment about her loss and how she thought it would have been bigger. I've found the best excuse for any sort of gain or unexpected result this week especially, is to blame the rugby world cup final and usually that cheers people up a bit. But it puzzled me a little that she looked a little sad about her loss. It may not have been what she expected but it was still a loss nonetheless, to which I said so "Every little bit helps along the way" She agreed but didnt really seem to want to leave it at that so I offered up something else.
"Recently I've been watching a lot of The Discovery Channel and there is an ad for a new program called Coal, it's about coal miners. About halfway through the ad there's a Chinese Proverb, For a man to move a mountain he must first move small stones" She nodded agreed with me and what I had just said, thanked me for that as she was feeling a little down about the loss, smiled and said... "You're here next week... yes?" I said "I hope so" and she left.
I left that meeting hoping that in some small way I've helped her along her way, it also, as selfish as it may sound made me feel a little good about myself.
My drug of Choice - fruit jubes.
So I woke up this morning and actually had a craving for something sweet, fruit jubes. Yes I wanted them bad. I would liken it to that of a heroin addict.
Just a little taste, just something to satisfy the urge, to take the edge off. I could stop at the required amount for 5 points, I can spare 5 points for the day. I grabbed my wallet and was about to walk out the door when I stopped and thought about it again. Actually would I be able to stop at just 5... or would that 5 turn into 6 which would turn into 10, which would turn into an empty packet?
Yeah I could do that... not a problem. I stopped in the doorway. The fact that I had just had that conversation with myself was pretty bad and I dont mean the fact that I was talking to myself, but the fact that I had ask myself if I could stop. Even now when I think about it, I don't think I could have. Well actually I know damned well I wouldn't have. But you know what..... I still bloody want them. But now it's drizzling and I can't be assed going out to get them So if anyone wants to bring me some round... my adress is..... nahhhh let's not.
You'll never shop alone again.
Never a truer word has been said. It was much later in the day, I needed a bow tie for tonight, don't know what I've done with the one I had but it's not where I left it, so I went down to the shops to buy one. Found one, brought it, was feeling a bit thirsty so decided to stop at a cafe for a cold drink. I remembered something about sugar free red bull, didn't have my guide on me so I brought one anyway. I'll work out the points later. Standing at the counter I made the fatal mistake of looking at the cabinet. This man has very little will power when it comes to treats. the girl behind the counter rang up the red bull and then asked me if I would like something else... dumb... dumb... dumb... dumb... Yup a piece of the chocolate brownie please. I had hardly eaten today apart from a family of apples and an orange, so I can spare the points for that too. It's bound to be in the guide. I get my stuff and walk out. Hop into my car and start to munch. Ohhh close to the post office box... I'll check that while I'm here. I pull into another park and there's not much left of the brownie so I cram that into my face get out and walk into the paper plus or whatever it is where the post office box is. I'm still munching away on the brownie trying desperately not to let any spill from my mouth. It's all over my teeth so I'm trying to flick it off them with my tounge when low and behold... A WW member. "Hi, how are you doing?" Busted.... Shit. I found out later tonight that she didn't actually see me scoffing away... and I had actually outted myself to the entire meeting staff when I was retelling the story later on. SHIT!
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