I'd like to Phone a Friend… – The Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans LLC


No one who achieves success does so without acknowledging the help of others.  The wise and confident acknowledge this help with gratitude.  ~Author Unknown

First off, let me say CONGRATULATIONS to everyone who posted their numbers on Wednesday. Whether you gained, lost, or maintained, it takes a lot of courage to tell the world (or at least our little corner of the world) about it. You should be proud of yourself! Great job!

When is the last time you hit a breaking point? We’ve all had those days where you feel like you are going to FLIP OUT if one more thing goes wrong. I just had one yesterday and all I wanted to do was drown myself in a vat of Dairy Queen Butterfinger Blizzard. As an emotional eater, I know that disappointment and stress are my trigger points and when that trigger is pulled, I need to run screaming from the kitchen or else I will eat everything in sight.

When you feel that way, what’s the first thing you reach for? The chips or the phone? The chocolate or the keyboard? The ice cream or the pen?

During the times when you feel that you just can’t count another calorie, or write down another thing you ate, or exercise for even a minute, REACH OUT! Who is your support system? Who can you call or e-mail or write when things just aren’t going the way you planned?

For me, it is my husband Dave and my sister Kristen. They have been my sounding board throughout my entire (long, drawn out) weight loss journey. When Dave brings me home candy bars, he reminds me it’s O.K. to eat them, don’t just don’t eat that AND ice cream AND another candy bar. He helps me realize that I can eat what I want, just as long as I don’t eat EVERYTHING I want. Kristen is who I go to when I need to vent about the day to day stuff. We e-mail each other constantly and give each other challenges and goals to help keep us motivated. We are each other’s biggest cheerleaders, but we are also not afraid to give each other a swift kick in the backside if we see the other spiraling out of control.

Without them, I never would have made it to the point (and the weight) I am today. Thanks, guys!

So who is your support system? Who do you turn to in your darkest food choice hour? Is it a friend? A relative? A diary? Heck, I once knew someone who vented her food woes to a dog. Find someone (or something) today. It will make your journey that much easier, and more enjoyable.

Good luck this week!

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