Once in a while, I try to remind myself of how far I have actually come. Today, I decided to Google my weight loss once again. 80.8 pounds. What did I come up with? A Simplicity Baby Crib! It puts things into perspective when you can actually see something that weighs as much as you have lost.
Last night, at one of the many WW meetings I've been working, a member lost .6 pounds. She was ecstatic saying that .6 pounds is over 2 sticks of butter. The next member to weigh in lost the same amount and was totally bummed. Why are we so hard on ourselves when in fact we have had success? I too, would have been the second member being bummed instead of rejoicing over the small loss that adds up sooner or later to a BABY CRIB!
Do you rejoice over the small victories or only have your eyes on the overall goal?