Brought to Tears...

in a good way.  I'm close to having lost 100 lbs and I have been thinking a lot about whether anyone would mark that occasion for me in a special way when it happened.  I often think I should just throw myself a party....I can't figure out how narcissistic that is... but really, it's the hardest thing I've ever done in my life...harder than any of my jobs, harder than my degree work...and I feel I should celebrate the accomplishment.

Today is Tuesday, the most awesome workout day of the week.  I do 45 minute spin and then an hour BodyPump class with awesome awesome ladies.  Kiersten is the instructor (and I've written about her before) and there are quite a few of us who do back to back classes.  Well today one of my friends sits me down and says - "You are on mile 20 of a 26 mile marathon and we want to be here to help push you on to the finish."  She called over my other 3 "besties" from the gym.  The presented me with a gift card to the fitness center and a card with encouraging notes from them.  She said they didn't need to wait till I got to 100 lbs lost to tell me all that.  I couldn't stop crying.  Moments like that are like a dream moments for me.  Moments that I wish would happen, but usually don't. 

I'm amazed at kindness like that, because I really haven't had a huge supporter of me before like this.  Most folks are pretty disinterested in me...it's just been that way. This is my response to them...and really to you bloggers who are regular readers and commenters:

I wish everyone could have such an encouraging group of people in their corner. Thank you, my friends for pushing me beyond what I think I can do, for helping to pick me up when I'm emotionally drained and reminding me of how far I've come. I could not have hoped for a better group in all the world.