Then I got a reality check. I went to the doctor and heard that I need to make some changes. For a while I was in denial and continued enjoy every sweet and salty thing I could get my teeth into.

I guess I never saw the real me when I looked in the mirror until one day I was shopping with my daughter and discovered that I couldn’t fit into a size sixteen anymore and was going to have to go to the plus size department.

I am only five foot three inches and much too short to be wearing a size eighteen or larger. I went home that day and began my weight lose journey.

At first I tried to cut back on the sweets. I lost a few pounds. Then I joined Weight Watchers and began to see some changes in my body. I began to see signs of the girl I once was. After a friend joined Weight Watchers we began to walk a few days a week.

Before I knew it I was purchasing a treadmill and was walking three or more miles a day and even running at times. I can’t believe how good I felt.

I lost forty three pounds and went from needing a size 18 to buying a size 8. That was two years ago and I have let ten pounds grab a hold of me again.

I have had a great deal of stress in my life in the past six months and have the tendency to eat during stressful times. But I am hopeful this time.

I am back to Weight Watchers and I am continuing my walking routine and recording everything I eat so I have to be accountable otherwise it is too easy to go back to old habits.

Whenever I feel the urge to indulge, I find an activity to keep me busy, even if it is cleaning the bathroom. Those ten pounds will be gone before you know it.