Because Getting Healthy is HALF the battle!
This blog is all about my journey from fat to ... well, who knows?
I'll tell you about my good days, bad days and everything in between.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
My first meeting
After you do some paperwork and they give you your Week 1 booklet and your temporary journal and points calculator, it's time for the thing you dread the most.
The scale.
It's a little scary. See, this is where things get a little embarrassing, I hadn't been on a scale in.... oh I don't even know how long. When I went to the doctor's office the nurse would ask me if I knew how much I weighed. HA. That's like the DMV asking you what you're weight and height are. Ugh... about... well... hmmm...
Ironically, all those months and months that I had been guessing about my weight, I was 4 pounds off. And I was guessing 4 pounds heavier. So, while the number wasn't good, I still felt a little better because I wasn't quite as fat as I thought I was.
Labels:
meeting,
weigh-in,
Weight Watchers
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