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Puzzlements and positives.

Cut to the chase: I am up -- badly. I had to do my official weigh-in yesterday, and this is the most I have weighed in a very long time.

I am scratching my head trying to figure out exactly how this happened. Am I eating too much? Am I not enough for all the activity points? Should I use all 35 extra weekly in one fell swoop (because I know that 2-3 a day doesn't work for me)? Am I exercising too much (which truly, in my situation, I don't think is the case)? Is it simply a hormonal thing? Do I need to watch my sodium even more than I'm doing? I'm drinking plenty of liquids and getting rid of them too.

I don't get it. I am just baffled, puzzled, confused. I am going to keep doing what I'm doing .... I know it works. And I know this will come off, but holy mackerel, am I just floored....

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BUT!!! In great, wonderful, positive news, yesterday was the first of our Open Houses at Weight Watchers. If you haven't heard yet, each Saturday in February in select locations, Weight Watchers is hosting an Open House event. It's a great opportunity to come learn about Weight Watchers - what we do, how you can make changes and how WW can help. And there's no charge to come and listen. If you have a friend who's been considering Weight Watchers, tell them about the Open House; better still, come together!!

Click here for more information about Weight Watchers Open House!

I had the opportunity to meet some wonderful people yesterday, and share how Weight Watchers has helped me. I enjoyed hearing their stories, and hope that they will keep going forward!

Events like this are great reminders that we're all in the struggle together. None of us has all the answers, but together, we can strengthen and encourage each other to keep moving in the right direction. My own style tends to be more tough-love than tender; as I described to a family member earlier this week, I'm a weird combination of a rah-rah cheerleader and Gunnery Sgt. Hartmann from Full Metal Jacket. "If God wanted the weight off you, he would have miracled it off you! NOW GO GET 'EM!! RAH!!!" Yeah.

Which kind of closes the full circle with my own gain. I know I can do it and I know it will require hard work. I also know that I am up to the task -- I am more than able to dig in deep, to find the answers, and to persevere when they're not easily forthcoming.

Whatever we want in life must be gained through hard work, hard prayer, and an even harder faith. Faith in ourselves, faith in our abilities, faith in others to guide us and give us a hand up or a kick in the tail when we need it. Prayer -- connecting to the guiding force that is out there that helps the universe to make sense; I personally refer to that force as God, as I understand Him to be, but for those who don't follow traditional religious practices, whatever you do to connect to the Great Out There. Faith in our friends to support us and love us, faith in those who teach us how to live life to the fullest, and especially faith in those who love us so much they're not willing to buy the manure we peddle so easily to ourselves. Faith and trust that things do work together for good. Faith that allows us to step into the good, the positive, and away from the anchors that would hold us down and drown us so easily.

Now there's a life lesson -- not just a weight lesson.

Keep on keeping on. Yeah it's an old saying that I remember from the 70s, but you know, it applies. Just keep moving. Just do it.

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