and - and here's the big one - I joined Weight Watchers.
You know, I never even told you what that visit to the emergency room ended up being. Well, a visit to the cardiologist (who said I need to lose weight), a stress test and an electrocardiogram later - I have hypertensive heart disease. Not terribly bad, but enough that I need to make some lifestyle changes.
So here I am, trying to exercise regularly and I attend a Weight Watchers meeting every week. I could do it online, but I'm one of those people that needs to be held accountable. I can't just push off a gain and move on to the next week. I have to get on that scale for someone else and let them see if I've worked the program or not. Ouch!
But I have lost 9 pounds - only 41 more to go! And I'm feeling a lot better. If fact, when I look in the mirror, I feel pretty pleased with the mature woman that looks back.
Far from perfect and certainly not young, but strong and motivated and ready to tackle each day with intention!
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