The first thing that entered my mind this morning when I started thinking about the 12 week plan was that somehow I had opened the gates of wrath when I joined!
We went through the emotional rollercoaster of a friend's marriage break-up and her subsequent return to a bad bad situation; my youngest son who endured four years of terrible health problems and whom we thought was pulling away from all of that, ended up in hospital again. My elderly mother-in-law suffered a serious melt-down in her health and we had to prepare our two sons for the fact that she might not survive and then my eldest son reluctantly ended a three year long relationship with predictable emotional fall out from both of them.
Through all of this I tried to stick with my diet - some weeks were good and others disastrous and some plain boring. I stayed on track with my running, apart from two weeks when I just could not get myself out of the door to go exercising.
I found support in the group postings, and support from my friends and realised there is always something positive if you look hard enough: my son's hospitalisation was a random thing and not related to his previous health problems, and my mother-in-law's consultant found a way of tweaking her medication that somehow gave her a boost. I am firmly in weight-reduction mode and although I lost only 8 pounds and not what I had hoped for I have a target to aim for: my son's graduation next year and I plan to hit my target weight. I also plan to run my one and only half-marathon next March and that will be my gift to myself.
As a person, it is important for me to have goals to aim for, and it took me a long time to realise I need to make those goals achievable and to have the patience to work towards them. I find 'bribing' myself works superbly well :), nothing like a new bit of running kit, or something pretty to wear. Currently I have two pencil skirts waiting in my wardrobe for goal weight. The other items of 'goal' clothing I bought when I first started losing weight two years ago are now too big and a reminder of how far I have come. And I never want to go back where I came from either.