I believe this may very well be a train of thought post today. I just checked on-line to see what time and what network the Pro Bowl would be on tonight. Not at all because I want to know, but because Ralph will want to know and I like to be able to offer him little pieces of info that he’ll need before he knows (or remembers) that he’ll need them. It’s easy and it’s something you do for someone you love.
I’m not a football fan, but I have played team sports and I guess in a way for me, Weight Watchers is a team. I practice all week and then see how I do for the big game on Saturday mornings. We all get together then and talk about our score for the week and our strategies that got us a good score and those that we’ll need to work on for the coming week.
My score was ok. I gained a half pound. It’s not a big deal really because I’m well below my WW goal, but I still have those pesky 2 pounds to lose to get to my personal goal. I’ll get back there again and I can live with the extra 2 pounds, I just want to get there. Anyone dealing with weight loss and weight maintenance understands.
I did hear something interesting though, on Saturday. One of my friends who is a Lifetime member only about 2 pounds from being back to goal was talking about her daughter’s wedding which is coming up. I didn’t hear the entire conversation, but I believe she said it would be a destination wedding and she’d be wearing something like a sun dress. She said she didn’t want to be wearing a size 14 for the wedding.
It took me back to thinking of something that happened quite a few years ago, when I was still a Leader for Weight Watchers. I was working in a meeting where I was doing the weighing. One of my members who had just reached goal came for her weigh in. I saw what her weight was, I knew what her height was. She was only an inch shorter than me and weighed only about 3 pounds less than me. She was so excited because she’d bought a new suit and it was a size 8. She was wearing a size 8 and I was wearing a size 14 (ok, I just confessed, didn’t I?)
How could that be? We were practically the same person physically. Or were we? That was when I started to realize that the “size” you are has nothing to do with the “size” you are. Each person’s height and weight arranges itself in a very unique way. We shouldn’t compare ourselves to other people and we certainly shouldn’t beat ourselves up because of the size we are.
People who see me, tell me I look good. I often get comments from people (sometimes new people to our WW meeting) who say “Why are you going to Weight Watchers? You don’t need it.” That is another conversation altogether…In my mind I will ALWAYS need Weight Watchers. But back to my point. Those people who see me looking fit in general have no idea what size I wear.
My friend at WW isn’t looking at how she looks (great, in my opinion.) She’s looking at how she thinks others are perceiving her. She won’t be wearing her size on the back of her dress like a team jersey. Knowing her, she’ll be wearing a pretty, appropriate dress that will flatter her figure and make her a beautiful Mother of the Bride.
If I had a choice, I suppose I’d rather be in a different size, but I’m healthy and active and I am the size that I am.
My suggestion, be who you are and forget about the number.
Happy Sunday!! I’m a 14…What are you?