There's a 1st time for EVERYTHING

Today I'm preparing myself for what I'm about to take on tomorrow. Like with anything your anticipating, there's always a sense of worry/fear/excitement and expectation. I have a extrememly high expectation of myself, and when people say "You're your own worst enemy"...that's me to a T! Sometimes this has been my advantage and sometimes a handicap. It's not that I'm self loathing and that I'm in loooove with the Nicole show...it's that I'm afraid of who I might dissapoint...my family, my husband, my beleifs, and last but not least, my self.

So "what are you taking on?!" you ask, I've been training to be a leader for Weight Watcher meetings for about a month...and tomorrow I will officially Lead my first meeting (without my mentor). I almost quit 2 weeks ago after feeling a little less than good enough to be a leader. There's people sitting in that meeting for 30 minutes counting on you for motivation, counting on you to help them and creating a sense of accountability. This is hard to take on when it's such a personal struggle of weight loss. But then something snapped in my head today, I have this sense of control over my feelings/reservations toward this small obstacle in my life. It's not about me or my feelings, it's about the members. I needed that motivation from my Leader through my weight loss battle, so I need to return the favor. I've been blessed with this job in a time when people can't find jobs, and I was chosen because of my expectations for myself. I lost my weight and I'm going through the day to day battle with maintaining, so if it's not me who's capable of helping, than who is?

In celebration of my 1st meeting, I will officially post my before & after picture that has changed so many people's views of me inside and outside the meeting room.