Hello, Old Friend!

I am not an inspiration. I am a study in perseverance. I am the average, every day experience, with a little more than the average amount of tenacity thrown in. And yes...the ability to laugh at myself, a distinct lack of self decorum and an almost non-existent filter. But if the truth be known, I am having as much fun failing as I would be having were I to succeed.

I don't mind that, when I constantly say: "THIS time....I MEAN it!" a few folks might roll their eyes, maybe some can relate, and maybe some just enjoy watching train wrecks. Not the graphic, tragic kind. But the fun, harmless kind. This is assuming anyone reads this. (I know who you three are, by the way. The relater, the train wreck watcher, and the eye roller!)

It's hard to succeed when I really don't mind the failing. But I'm going to try again.

I had a very inspiring visit from my niece Veronica last weekend who has lost 45 pounds using Weight Watchers and is now running 5K races, and I'm sure will be progressing to a 10K soon!

I hiked with my friend Kristin last week. She's really looking lean and fit. "How are you doing it?", I ask. Oh. Eat less, exercise more. "Yeah, but what's the SECRET??!?" (sigh)

I'm doing Weight Watchers again! But this time (all together now) I MEAN IT!

I'm down two pounds since Sunday. I guess it will probably work if I stick to it. ("Probably"/"stick to it" - already seld-defeating, already questioning my ability to stick to it! I see how I am.)
I made the best Mexican Chicken Soup this week to kick off my return to WW. I love their recipes! I've forgotten how much fun it is to browse through the thousands of recipes and chop, chop, chop (I always pick the ones involving the most fresh produce and lots of chopping!).

Would it be too much, or is it inappropriate, if I ask you to wish me luck? Again? : )