WW Wednesday: Having a Weight-loss Buddy

We all know it's often easier to do unpleasant tasks when you aren't alone -- painting, for one, comes to mind.

Because I share my (cringe alert!) journey with weight-loss on this blog, several people have asked me questions about it.
Today I'm going to share one of the biggest things that has kept me going -- having a weight-loss buddy.

Now, there are several people in my life that without whom the task of losing weight would be much harder.
Neighbor Stacy watches BabyCakes so I can go to meetings alone and spend an hour and a half as just "Cayce."
There are friends I check in with on the phone every week, and they mean a lot, too.
My husband, family, and friends are all very supportive.

Today I'm going to tell you a little about my biggest weight-loss buddy, Neighbor Melissa.

(Can you tell BabyCakes loves her?)

She's my rock. My mirror, of sorts. Instead of wondering if I will ever achieve my goals, I now (try not to) wonder when. I know I would have given up a long time ago if I didn't have her to help me hold myself accountable.

Unless absolutely unavoidable, we go to meetings together.

We are open and honest about our struggles and successes. We excitedly praise and discreetly console each other.

One thing I love about our relationship is that we can complain or whine all we want, but that conversation is always left on a positive note.
How will we try to change what we are doing? Change how we feel? Shake things up?
Tomorrow is always a new day. You don't have to wait for a new week to start over.

We are both committed to taking it slow and making lasting changes.
It helps that we both started at the same weight (although she is taller so technically I guess I was bigger ).
We can understand better the significance of clearing certain numbers because we've both been there.



(That's BigBoy with her sweet daughter Emma. )

If weight-loss is a pursuit you are really serious about, I would encourage you to enlist someone you really trust to join you on your journey, if only for their counsel.

Ok, now for this week's update:

At the weigh-in I was down... a smidge. I fully expected, embraced, and appreciated that smidge, though. I ate heavier foods this week than normal, but have no regrets. I want to enjoy life and part of enjoying it is indulging occasionally.

Lesson learned: The support I offer others not only helps them, but can come back to me when I need it as well. I phoned Melissa with a concern and she offered up the words I had given her recently. Those words ended up helping me, too.

Goal for the week: Skip the fries while traveling. That simple. Not worth it and I can never only eat a few.

"Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It's not."
~Dr. Seuss