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Thu, 17 Apr 2008 14:52:28 GMT

Did you know that our cyber friends are actually real live people??

I had the pleasure of meeting one of my Spaces friends a couple of weeks ago. It came as quite a surprise. Emma and I were walking around at a local festival, perusing various vendors' booths. I looked across the way, and lo and behold! There was a face I recognized...from her photos on her Spaces page. She was sitting in a booth displaying her lovely handmade purses (one of which I now proudly own and wear!). She is truly a lovely person. You can find her designs at her Etsy shop, Flight of Fancy Designs. Go check her out! It was strange meeting her in person after having only known her through Spaces before...knowing we live in very close proximity to one another. Strange, but fun. I hope we get to see each other again soon.

In other news...not that you wanted to know, but...

...in the spirit of accountability, I am officially announcing, here, for all of cyberspace to see, that I am back on the Weight Watchers wagon. Yes, well, it needed to happen. When we lived in Iowa, I worked for WW and was very dedicated to the program. I am a lifetime member (having originally lost 45 pounds and maintained it for almost 2 years) who has backslidden to her farm-animal-grazing-recreational-eating ways. I don't have any excuses. I just simply fell off the wagon...and fell HARD! It is too bad, because I look in my closet at all my cute skinny clothes and it just makes me sick! But NO MORE!

Here's what I think...Before we moved, I had already started, slowly, to put a few pounds back on. I had started to panic and feel out of control. Then, we moved. You don't get much more "out of control" than during the moving experience! In all the chaos, I abandoned my working out ways, avoided the scale like the plague, and my old friend, Food, (you know him, right?) well, he became my newest and bestest friend--again. Now, let me say, one thing you learn early on in WW is that Food is NOT your friend. Food is to nourish, not to nurture. Food is only fuel. Food loves you and leaves you every time...but when it leaves, it leaves you empty, with a big ole mess to clean up in the wake of its destruction. If you ask me, it's a cotton-pickin' state of emergency, worthy of Federal funds!!

Well, I am on my way to cleaning up the mess, sans Federal funds, of course. I am reacquainting myself with my old friends Treadmill, Pineapple, Asics and Exercise, among others. I have created a support network to keep me honest and accountable. I will not lie to myself anymore. I got on the scale a week and a half ago for the first time in many months. I had a momentary reality check (YIKES!), but I am moving on--moving toward my skinny clothes. I hear them calling me!--"Come back to us!"

Oh, I'm coming back, alright! I'm gonna be there soon. You heard it here first.

"Change will only come when the pain of staying the same is greater than the pain of change." –Dora Lee Scott, WW leader

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