Facing the Music

It was interesting when I Googled the saying “Face the Music”, most sources could not quite document where this saying comes from. One of the most popular explanations referred to disgraced military officers being drummed out of their regiment. You’re Googling it right now aren’t you? When I think of facing the music, it reminds me of being a kid and my Mom-Mom threatening me with a wooden spoon. What was so scary about the wooden spoon anyway? I never got hit with it (that I remember).  I somehow managed to cry myself out of punishment (most of the time). I mean, who could resist these cheeks?

Well today I faced the music (a.k.a. the scale) after five (yes five!) weeks break from Weight Watcher’s.  And I can tell you I was much more afraid of the scale than I ever was of the wooden spoon. The only thing that could have made it worse is if the scale was in a drawer and my Mom-Mom was standing in front of the drawer with her hands on her hips, giving me the you’re in trouble now glare.

I’m happy to say that I lost a pound and that’s perfectly OK with me. Why? I haven’t been doing what I needed to do. I haven’t been tracking regularly, eating what I should or going to meetings. I have been exercising and I think that’s been my saving grace.

So what happened? I got totally derailed by our February birthday extravaganzas. Between my birthday and Josh’s…the cake…the cake and ah, did I mention, the cake. And if you’re like me, once you get used to having sweets again, I'm like a water balloon filled with too much water, I’ll keep eating and eating until I burst.

The good news? The exercise I’ve been doing provided a slow leak and I did not explode. J And better yet, I did not quit. Ordinarily if I missed Weight Watcher’s for a week or so, I would just stop.  I would stop going to the meetings, stop eating right, stop exercising and go back to my ugly old habits.

Friends, if you are in a place where you’re stuck or maybe going backwards, do not give up! Just start again. Sometimes starting is the hardest part but you are SO worth the effort. We’re human. We’re imperfect. We make mistakes. We get distracted. Life happens.

Forgive yourself, move on and don’t look back. That’s what I’m doing. Every day is a fresh start, make the best of this chance you’ve been given!

Make the choice, commit to the choice and continue with courage.

Hugs and friendship,

Tara