Saturday, September 14, 2019

The Lighter Side of Weight Loss: Chapter Thirteen



The Lighter Side of Weight Loss
By Sandra Warholic Seeley

Chapter Thirteen

A very good friend of mine and Lifetime WW member, “K”, once told me, “You can’t fix a computer with a doughnut!” First of all, the sprinkles would mess up your keyboard something awful. I’m still trying to comprehend how computer cookies store my modest amount of data and where to find these tasty morsels. So there is no way doughnuts could come to my rescue.

Through much trial and error, I have found that doughnuts do not fix any problem, whether it is my husband, children, dog, work, siblings, friends, etc. In fact, it makes the problem worse. I still have my problem, but now I have guilt and remorse for sabotaging my own weight loss efforts.

Does this ever happen to you? It’s the day before your weigh-in day. You would get an A+ in tracking, water consumption, proteins vs carbs, Smart Points etc. for the whole week. But on that day before, it’s like your stomach is a bottomless pit that needs to be filled with garbage. Perhaps WW should have a psychiatrist on staff to get to the bottom of that pit and help you remove the trash in your life. Of course, this has never happened to me. Just sayin’.

WW often talks about being mindful, being present in the moment. I’m going to suggest playing Mind Games to manipulate myself into changing any negative behaviors. One of my games is going to be The Silent Treatment. Whenever my brain starts it’s incessant negative chatter, I’m going to give it The Silent Treatment, refusing to acknowledge its nasty comments.

Mind Game #2 is going to be Playing Hard to Get. When my mind/stomach both want junk food, I’m not going to respond to any text messages in a reasonable amount of time that they may be sending. You are so not getting me to eat beyond my Smart Point means.

My third Mind Game is called Making Someone Jealous. I can think of one person in particular who would not enjoy seeing me reach my goal weight. I’m going to add her picture to my weight loss vision board. I’m not really hurting her, just improving me.

In conclusion, I plan on being absent on the first Friday in June each year which is National Doughnut Day, unless I have reached my goal. In that case, I will have one favorite doughnut and savor it. It may be true that “America runs on Dunkin,” but I don’t!

Until next week, let me know how you play Mind Games with your relationship with food and be happier!

P.S.
When I Googled Mind Games, the above three were actual Mind Games people play in relationships with each other.



Sandra Warholic Seeley - All my life, and half of someone else's, I have lived in a humorous place called Earth. My muse is a tiny menehune from the island of Oahu in Hawaii where I lived for a year. Ernest Hemingway once sat under the exact same coconut tree where I did most of my writing. I'm also a sensitive to criticism Virgo who loves to get paid for writing and speaking funny stuff. Even though my mind is filled with volcanic ash residue and I'm still finding sand in my shorts, I will continue to write until my muse retires or I run out of pretty blue drinks, whichever comes first. Don't be bashful, email the author.

Friday, September 06, 2019

The Lighter Side of Weight Loss: Chapter Twelve


The Lighter Side of Weight Loss
By Sandra Warholic Seeley

Chapter Twelve

Set yourself up for sleep, which is one of the WW Weekly Topics, sounds like a contradiction unless you are a horse. In that case, not only can you sleep standing up, but you can sleep with your eyes open. Just imagine the possibilities of doing this while being human!

However, according to veterinarian, Dr. Anna O’Brien, horses only snooze standing up, but deep REM sleep lying down.

So whether you are planning on snoozing or REM’ing, it’s still a good idea to set yourself up for success, the ultimate goal being rested and thinner. I would love to follow in Rip Van Winkle’s footsteps in order to sleep for twenty years and wake up thin. Of course, I would not want to age twenty years or miss any revolutions! According to Washington Irving’s story, Rip wanders into the Catskill Mountains with his dog, Wolf, to escape his wife’s nagging. He meets some strangers, drinks their liquor and falls into a twenty year REM sleep.

I have found that sleep is an excellent way to escape reality. One of my nightly routines is to empty and clean my Dream Catcher to clear out any trapped nightmares which allow the good dreams to float into my brain. All kidding aside, I do look forward to dreams involving loved ones and pets no longer with me. It’s great to have a “visit” with Mom or Dad again.

Another routine is to put all my e-toys back in their toybox. Sometimes I wonder if they might become real like The Velveteen Rabbit or wander around my house at night like Corduroy, the little stuffed bear looking for his missing button. Do Siri and Alexa talk to each other after lights out? Does my Chromebook plot with my PC to cause me aggravation? Does my TV watch me sleep and report back to Russia on my nocturnal habits? Note to Russia: Jammies at home are optional, and I will look better after I lose 40 more pounds.

A third calming activity is I am currently reading a chapter before bed of Arianna Huffington’s The Sleep Revolution: Transforming Your Life, One Night at a Time. On the very first night that my life is transformed, I will let all of you know.

In conclusion. Let’s have a virtual sleepover. I will sing you to sleep with Bing Crosby’s “Count Your Blessings Instead of Sheep” lullaby.

Until next week: Be rested and happier!




Sandra Warholic Seeley - All my life, and half of someone else's, I have lived in a humorous place called Earth. My muse is a tiny menehune from the island of Oahu in Hawaii where I lived for a year. Ernest Hemingway once sat under the exact same coconut tree where I did most of my writing. I'm also a sensitive to criticism Virgo who loves to get paid for writing and speaking funny stuff. Even though my mind is filled with volcanic ash residue and I'm still finding sand in my shorts, I will continue to write until my muse retires or I run out of pretty blue drinks, whichever comes first. Don't be bashful, email the author.

Saturday, August 31, 2019

The Lighter Side of Weight Loss: Chapter Eleven




The Lighter Side of Weight Loss
By Sandra Warholic Seeley

Chapter Eleven

I used to ask myself, “Does this look like a happy body?”

My overweight self usually answered, ”What do you think_____?” (Feel free to insert any derogatory noun leading to body shaming.)

But no more! I now receive weekly booster shots of Vitamin H12, the happiness vitamin, at my Saturday workshops. Coach Kathy has taught me which foods are high in this vitamin. I had not realized the true extent of my happiness deficiency before WW. The Mayo Clinic concurred that diet may be the cause and dietary changes may be the treatment of this deficiency.

In addition to Workshops, I’m determined to supplement my Vitamin H with a variety of spices that rev my metabolism such as: Connect postings and followings, watching funny movies, visualizing my happy place (lying on the beach of Pokai Bay in Hawaii), reading or re-reading favorite books and laughing like a loon (listen to one on You Tube) for no apparent reason and singing every song I know dealing with happiness.

One of my favorite books is The Way of the SEAL by Mark Divine. Mark served in the U.S. Navy SEALs for 20 years, and retired as a commander. He could just as well have been a WW coach. He talks about finding your “Why?” and using humor to get through tough situations. I especially loved his example of using humor on pp 80-82. He talks about Embracing the Suck, Control Your Response, and Develop Emotional Resilience to name just a few of his chapters. I’m going to read this book again and apply Mark’s strategies to my weight loss goals. Then I’m going to contact Commander Divine to see if a 73 year old female in superb shape is too old to join the SEAL Team.

In conclusion, along with Roy Rogers and Dale Evans, I’m singing to each of you, “Happy Trails.”

Some trails are happy ones,
Others are blue.
It's the way you ride the trail that counts,
Here's a happy one for you.
Happy trails to you,
Until we meet again.
Happy trails to you,
Keep smiling until then.
Who cares about the clouds when we're together?
Just sing a song, and bring the sunny weather.
Happy trails to you,
Until we meet again.




Until next week, be happier! And think about this quote:
One of the keys to happiness is a bad memory! - Rita Mae Brown



Sandra Warholic Seeley - All my life, and half of someone else's, I have lived in a humorous place called Earth. My muse is a tiny menehune from the island of Oahu in Hawaii where I lived for a year. Ernest Hemingway once sat under the exact same coconut tree where I did most of my writing. I'm also a sensitive to criticism Virgo who loves to get paid for writing and speaking funny stuff. Even though my mind is filled with volcanic ash residue and I'm still finding sand in my shorts, I will continue to write until my muse retires or I run out of pretty blue drinks, whichever comes first. Don't be bashful, email the author.

Monday, August 19, 2019

The Lighter Side of Weight Loss: Chapter Ten


The Lighter Side of Weight Loss
By Sandra Warholic Seeley

Chapter Ten

I believe it was Ben Franklin who once said, “ If you work the WW Plan, the Plan works!” This quote led me to do some research on Ben. I discovered that he was the 15th of 17 children. He was an American polymath. If you know what a polymath is, I’m very proud of you. I also discovered that someone asked if Ben Franklin is dead. I am not proud of that person!

But a very much deceased BF inspired me to work the Plan this week. I’m going to plan for covert snack attacks. Snacks are stealthy by nature. They will sneak up on you when you least expect them to pounce. For example, sometimes I will prepare healthy snacks ahead of the attack. But too many times, I did not plan for the secondary attack, when I still want a snack after just finishing a snack. So this week I’m going to plan for the one-two punch. Watch out junk food for my left lead followed by my deadly right cross. Then I’m going to track the snack.

Note to self: Enlightened Ice Cream Bars make great 6sp snacks. Two EICB’s (Enlightened Intercontinental Ballistic Missiles) in a row make me wonder what the heck is wrong with me. I’m being attacked by incoming missiles, and not taking cover. That’s just plain stupid. Therefore, my strategy this week is to replace a snack that I crave with a snack that I crave less. I’m going to have to give this some serious thought in the next few hours before breakfast wears off. My secondary strategy is not to be stupid.

My favorite WW coach, Kathy, talked about tracking snack amnesia. Oh no, I think I have this disease! When I have two EICB’s in a row, I only track one. Is it amnesia or stupidity, again? Can one die of amnesia? In this case, I think the answer is “Yes!”

In the course of my research, another illiterate person asked, “Who killed Ben Franklin?” I will answer that question. Franklin died of pleurisy at age 84. And I do not want to die of amnesia at any age!

Let’s all turn that stealthy frown upside down to a healthy smile.

Until next week, be smarter and happier!



Sandra Warholic Seeley - All my life, and half of someone else's, I have lived in a humorous place called Earth. My muse is a tiny menehune from the island of Oahu in Hawaii where I lived for a year. Ernest Hemingway once sat under the exact same coconut tree where I did most of my writing. I'm also a sensitive to criticism Virgo who loves to get paid for writing and speaking funny stuff. Even though my mind is filled with volcanic ash residue and I'm still finding sand in my shorts, I will continue to write until my muse retires or I run out of pretty blue drinks, whichever comes first. Don't be bashful, email the author.

The Lighter Side of Weight Loss: Chapter Nine



The Lighter Side of Weight Loss
By Sandra Warholic Seeley

Chapter Nine

Saturday weigh-in day snuck up on me again, but this week I’m determined to follow my own advice and embrace the Weekly Topic. I will “Find Awe in Activity!”

Tomorrow’s headline in your local newspaper just may read: Woman Struck by Awe, Lives to Love Another Day! Now Keith Urban is singing in my head, “Summers come, summers go, but it’s alright, it’s okay, I’ll live to love another day. To me this translates to forget about what happened yesterday or during your last meal, it’s okay. Just start fresh with the next opportunity. I personally would love to have the opportunity to meet Keith Urban! That would be awesome.

Here are some other things that I find awesome: nature, animals (especially puppies), laughter, old people, music, babies, So how do I link activity and awe? First of all, I’m going to hang out with my 13 year old niece, Marina. She has promised to teach me how to floss as well as other dance moves. That adds up to two awes ( music and laughter ) and one activity. It’s like a BOGO!

I’m going to photograph any awesome activity that I accomplish, and create a collage of fun memories. This will be my adult version of Girl Scout merit badges. When summer goes, I can reminisce and hold on to the essence of my summer awesomeness.

Hopefully this will lead to being immersed in Vivaldi’s Four Seasons. I’m going to be exuberant in any season and play myself allegro (in a fast, energetic way). Actually, I’m going to create my own dance moves to Vivaldi’s background music. Of course, no spectators will be invited. The music will be playing muy forte, and I will be doing an awesome activity. I have now earned a dance merit badge and lots of fitness points.

Nature is just beyond my front door. My 119 pound “puppy” wants to go out to explore nature as soon as he comes in. I have access to babies and old people. I have all the ingredients I need to find awe in activity. Lucky me and lucky you. Let’s be awesome together. Let me know some of your awesome activities. Perhaps we can ride a zip line, jump on a trampoline, go on a hay ride or ride in a dog sled and share these seasonal pictures. Oh, and don’t forget to floss!

Until next week, be awesome and happier!



Sandra Warholic Seeley - All my life, and half of someone else's, I have lived in a humorous place called Earth. My muse is a tiny menehune from the island of Oahu in Hawaii where I lived for a year. Ernest Hemingway once sat under the exact same coconut tree where I did most of my writing. I'm also a sensitive to criticism Virgo who loves to get paid for writing and speaking funny stuff. Even though my mind is filled with volcanic ash residue and I'm still finding sand in my shorts, I will continue to write until my muse retires or I run out of pretty blue drinks, whichever comes first. Don't be bashful, email the author.

The Lighter Side of Weight Loss: Chapter Eight




The Lighter Side of Weight Loss
By Sandra Warholic Seeley

Chapter Eight

The Weekly Topic at today’s workshop was, “Break the Boredom Trap.” I googled the definition of boredom and was informed that it is a feeling that life is dull. I then started wondering if I/we, as WW members, are often bored or are we also boring. I don’t want to think of myself as having a dull personality. If I’m not boring, then I won’t be bored, and I won’t find myself caught in the overeating trap baited with sugar plums.

Feel free to use some of my suggestions to climb that ladder from bland to intriguing. Why not learn a foreign language? I downloaded a free app called Duolingo. You can choose from many languages. My high school Spanish teacher would be proud of me because now that I no longer wear braces, I can trill my r’s! There are mini-stories to read in the language you selected that make me laugh out loud. I feel like they are adult, children’s board books. My favorite story so far is called “A Date.”

Tell your inner, home from school for summer vacation, child to go outside and play. Then go outside and play! It doesn’t need to be during regular business hours. Your backyard is open 24/7. Zeus once decided that he needed to go outside at 4am. While waiting for him to scratch and sniff every square inch of grass, four deer ran so close beside me I could have reached out to touch them. I was startled because the only light was coming from the moon, and I didn’t see them coming from behind me. It was an exhilarating, magical moment. I can still hear their pounding hooves and feel the pounding of my heart. Now I wanted to stay outside longer to play with Zeus, the moon and stars.

Eat like a toddler. In other words, play with your food. My 15 month old granddaughter will eat until she’s had enough. Then she will either throw the remaining food off her high chair to her patiently waiting dog or separate it into categories like a deconstructed taco: meat, cheese, peas, carrots, taco shell. If you are following her example, you then have to giggle hysterically and clap for yourself, because no one else will. This is best done in the privacy of your own home with only Alexa listening without judgment.

Take a virtual vacation, delete all 5,000 of your primary, social and promotional emails or ponder eternal questions like: Why did WW discontinue their magazine? Why are Smart Points not listed on my frozen WW meals anymore? Or most importantly: Why am I bored or boring?

In conclusion, you can always be a pen pal with someone. I would be happy to be your pen pal.

Until next week, be happier!



Sandra Warholic Seeley - All my life, and half of someone else's, I have lived in a humorous place called Earth. My muse is a tiny menehune from the island of Oahu in Hawaii where I lived for a year. Ernest Hemingway once sat under the exact same coconut tree where I did most of my writing. I'm also a sensitive to criticism Virgo who loves to get paid for writing and speaking funny stuff. Even though my mind is filled with volcanic ash residue and I'm still finding sand in my shorts, I will continue to write until my muse retires or I run out of pretty blue drinks, whichever comes first. Don't be bashful, email the author.

The Lighter Side of Weight Loss: Chapter Seven

The Lighter Side of Weight Loss
By Sandra Warholic Seeley

Chapter Seven

Our Saturday workshop today was all about building body confidence. What do we see when we look at ourselves in a mirror? I’ve decided to give myself a safety warning every time I look in a mirror that “mirrors” the warning on vehicle side views. But instead of seeing the phrase, “Objects in the mirror are closer than they appear,” in my mind’s eye, I’m going to give myself the message that my body in this mirror is smaller than it appears. Because once I remove all the negative self-talk, and begin peeling away the layers of guilt, shame, doubt, emotional eating or poor food choices, a smaller me begins to emerge from its larger shell.

I also have to heed the original warning for my own safety. Perhaps diabetes, heart disease, high cholesterol and any number of food related health issues are closer than they appear. We may think we have years to worry about approaching health wreckers, but they could be right beside us, riding along in our blind spots. Then we would have to call State Farm, and our insurance rates would increase.

I think we all need to become bodybuilders. It’s up to each of us if we just want to compete with ourselves to have the healthiest body possible or if we want to be the next Mr. or Ms. Olympia. I personally don’t want to look like the Hulk, but to each his own. The idiom, “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,” is something I’m going to practice saying to myself when I see my image. I’m going to start finding myself attractive, and I think that will have a ripple effect. It’s already working. The other day my husband was staring at me. I thought something was wrong. When asked about it, he said, “I’m just enjoying how beautiful you are!” We’ve been married forty-one years, and I will take that as a non-scale victory.

On this 50th Anniversary of the Apollo astronauts landing and walking on the moon, you could visualize your moon weight. So if you weigh 200 pounds on Earth, you would weigh 33 pounds on the moon. A bit too far below goal. You would be banished from WW. Or you could read Stephen King’s book, Elevation, about a man who is steadily losing weight. He weighs the same with or without clothes. It’s a fun read, a bit edgy, but not one of Stephen’s usual nightmare inducing books. I’m not going to issue a spoiler alert, but let me just say the protagonist, Scott Carey, would also be banished from WW.

In conclusion, I missed Amazon Prime Day by three days, but I’m still going to purchase a Fun House Carnival mirror. I found one for $25.19 with free shipping. It got 4 out of 5 stars with excellent reviews. It will be mounted with the concave side facing out to show a skinnier me.

Until next week, be happier!



Sandra Warholic Seeley - All my life, and half of someone else's, I have lived in a humorous place called Earth. My muse is a tiny menehune from the island of Oahu in Hawaii where I lived for a year. Ernest Hemingway once sat under the exact same coconut tree where I did most of my writing. I'm also a sensitive to criticism Virgo who loves to get paid for writing and speaking funny stuff. Even though my mind is filled with volcanic ash residue and I'm still finding sand in my shorts, I will continue to write until my muse retires or I run out of pretty blue drinks, whichever comes first. Don't be bashful, email the author.

The Lighter Side of Weight Loss: Chapter Six


The Lighter Side of Weight Loss
By Sandra Warholic Seeley

Chapter Six

The topic in today’s workshop was “Fats.” No surprise there. We are all fighting this enemy of the people on a daily basis.

I think of saturated fats as my body telling me she has had enough. Whether it’s market saturation, oxygen saturation, water saturation or fat saturation, the end result is the same. Something has to change. In our case, my friends, that something is us. We need to get our butts on the unsaturated side of the equation.

Knowing that we need to make this change is the easy part. Doing it is the challenging part. And do you know why? It’s because our butts are heavy! It is not easy for them to navigate equations. They are saturated with gunk. So where does the overflow go? It goes to our brains. Then they become saturated with gunk, too. Now our brains are not thinking in a rational way. Pretty soon, we are jiggling gunk monsters.

So “Who you gonna call? I’m calling on the Fatbusters! We all have access to a fat-extermination squad that will take on the saturated evil horror hordes. This squad does not consist of people in gray jumpsuits carrying proton packs. It consists of our WW toolbox. We all have one. Every week we are given tools/weapons for self-defense situations. Choose your weapons carefully. No need for overkill. Determine if you are fighting a hint of evil eerie purple in the background, a full-blown paranormal episode or the arrival of the apocalyptic end times,

You are the author of your own story, as I am the author of mine. I prefer to have a comical climax. Somehow I feel the need to clarify. I am talking about literary climaxes, folks. Whew, I am blushing. I want to defeat the inflated 100 foot tall homicidal Stay Puft Marshmallow Man living inside of me. I am winning this battle day by day. I know this because Mr. Stay Puft is shrinking.

Why am I now craving marshmallows? I have an unopened bag of Kraft Jet-Puffed Marshmallows in my snack drawer. I honestly did not buy them for me. They make delicious pill pockets for my writing assistant, Zeus. He has calculated that 4 of these = 5 Smart Points. Thankfully, neither of us need them.

If you want to add me to your Fatbuster toolbox, feel free to ask me questions or ask for advice. If the answers are too lighthearted, I may have again reached my saturation point or Zeus answered the question for me.

Until next week, be happier!


Sandra Warholic Seeley - All my life, and half of someone else's, I have lived in a humorous place called Earth. My muse is a tiny menehune from the island of Oahu in Hawaii where I lived for a year. Ernest Hemingway once sat under the exact same coconut tree where I did most of my writing. I'm also a sensitive to criticism Virgo who loves to get paid for writing and speaking funny stuff. Even though my mind is filled with volcanic ash residue and I'm still finding sand in my shorts, I will continue to write until my muse retires or I run out of pretty blue drinks, whichever comes first. Don't be bashful, email the author.

The Lighter Side of Weight Loss: Chapter Five





The Lighter Side of Weight Loss
By Sandra Warholic Seeley

Chapter Five

First of all, I want to mention that these chapters are on a two week brain delay. In our workshop today, the topic was “Make Activity a Habit.” Sometimes it takes my brain two weeks to put the topic in my Ninja 4-in-1 Blender and Topic Processor in order to transform it into something light and frothy. Also. sometimes it takes me two weeks to make writing a habit. So I’m developing a good habit that is an activity.

Second of all, I’m going to share my Saturday weigh-in day thoughts that bombarded me as I woke up this morning. Thought number one: I don’t want to go to my workshop today because I gained weight this week due to hosting a 4th of July party at my house. It has been scientifically proven that there is a direct correlation between the presence of snacks, potato salad and Dairy Queen ice cream cake and weight gain. Not to mention adult beverages such as coconut margaritas provided by my favorite sister, Tamara.

This led to thoughts about never really understanding statistical relationships, dependence, and random variables. So perhaps I could blame my weight gain on misunderstanding the data involved due to one too many margaritas.

Another thought was: I’ll go to my workshop, but won’t weigh-in.

Additional thoughts: I can’t remember the new title for WW receptionists, but they will be kind if I do weigh-in. I have developed a good habit of attending workshops, no matter what. I want that six week charm as a reward for attending. My friends will miss me. I need the group support. I get all my Chapter ideas from workshops. If I quote enough members, maybe they will follow me on Connect. Maybe Oprah will like what I write.

So I did attend my workshop and got on the scale. I consider the number that appeared “He who must not be named!” Enough said.

I must conclude now in order to discover a fun activity that can become a habit. I was actually considering Holy Yoga until one of the WW workshop members commented on why it is called Holy Yoga. She said she participated in a class and kept thinking, “OMG, are people actually able to do those poses?” I have a relationship with God, but it doesn’t involve twisty positions. BTW, thanks to Member B for providing this light-hearted ending to my chapter.

Until next week, be happier!


Sandra Warholic Seeley - All my life, and half of someone else's, I have lived in a humorous place called Earth. My muse is a tiny menehune from the island of Oahu in Hawaii where I lived for a year. Ernest Hemingway once sat under the exact same coconut tree where I did most of my writing. I'm also a sensitive to criticism Virgo who loves to get paid for writing and speaking funny stuff. Even though my mind is filled with volcanic ash residue and I'm still finding sand in my shorts, I will continue to write until my muse retires or I run out of pretty blue drinks, whichever comes first. Don't be bashful, email the author.

The Lighter Side of Weight Loss: Chapter Four


The Lighter Side of Weight Loss
By Sandra Warholic Seeley

Chapter Four

Last week, my weight stayed the same. This week, I removed 3.6 pounds by not getting discouraged. So that’s a total of 8 pounds in three weeks for a grand total of 45.2 pounds gone. Right now, I feel grateful that I’m losing weight and gaining friends on Connect.

The topic in today’s WW Weekly was “Turn It Around.” My quirky mind started thinking about GPS Navigation Systems, and how even with GPS Girl”s voice coming out of my car radio telling me where to go, I often get lost. She will come right out and say, “Make a U turn now!”I need GPS Girl to give me directions when my “it” needs rotated.

Negative self talk such as, “I’m so hungry I could eat a blue dot,” would have GPS Girl screaming at the top of her lungs to turn around now. Do not pass “Go” and most definitely do not eat blue dots. They are nothing but empty calories and will turn your tongue a lingering shade of blue. Then you will want more blue dots, and before you know it, there will be a shortage of circular blue morsels for the other WW members. Instead, eat some blueberries. You have now turned around, and are heading in the correct direction. Feels good, doesn’t it?

When unhelpful thoughts clutter your brain, do a Feng Shui cleanse of your gray matter, and read Dr. Shad Helmstetter’s book, What To Say When You Talk To Yourself. It is very self helpful! He advocates looking at roadblocks in your journey as stepping stones. That thought alone has helped me make a U turn in my thinking. Stress, social events and boredom are just a few of the emotional roadblocks that could bring our weight loss journey to a sudden stop. Instead, step over that roadblock as if you have superpowers. You actually do! It’s called the power of positive thinking.

So the next time you consider yourself a loser, turn that thinking around and consider yourself a weight loser. You will get to your destination one stepping stone at a time. Imagine GPS Girl telling you, “You have arrived. Your destination was within you all along!”



Sandra Warholic Seeley - All my life, and half of someone else's, I have lived in a humorous place called Earth. My muse is a tiny menehune from the island of Oahu in Hawaii where I lived for a year. Ernest Hemingway once sat under the exact same coconut tree where I did most of my writing. I'm also a sensitive to criticism Virgo who loves to get paid for writing and speaking funny stuff. Even though my mind is filled with volcanic ash residue and I'm still finding sand in my shorts, I will continue to write until my muse retires or I run out of pretty blue drinks, whichever comes first. Don't be bashful, email the author.
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