Charlie's Adventures with Pete and Repeat

Pete and Repeat were hanging out on the scale this morning. Seeing as they are Charlie's big toes, they have first hand knowledge of her weight.

Pete exclaimed, “It’s a Monday, and you didn’t gain weight over the weekend! Congrats, Charlie- 177.4 looks great on you!”

“Aw, thanks, Pete!” said Charlie.

Repeat piped up, “I’m not sure about this. Seems like we have been right here lots of times before. It’s like Déjà vu.”

Pete cried out in defense, “C’mon, Repeat! She’s doing really good! Overcoming the weekend weight gain was a huge hurdle for her! Let’s stay positive.”

Charlie said quietly, “Repeat does have a point, Pete.”

Repeat exclaimed, “Even she can see it, Pete! We go back and forth, week after week. It’s always up and down and excuse after excuse. I know this is good, cause 177.4 is the lowest she’s been for a while, but I remember when we were a lot lower than that. I recall on day last year when she was 169!”

Charlie said “I should have taken a picture of that weight for Racy Tracy. Shoot.”

Pete began yelling up with passion in his big toey voice. “What does 169 matter? Ok, granted, it’s a pretty fun number, and I know Racy Tracy would have laughed at that. But let’s not focus on what we did before! Right now, it’s time to concentrate on what we are doing today! So we bounced back up this summer. SO WHAT??? Life happens, seasons change, and now you have to think about today. What are you doing today to make healthy choices, Charlie?”

“Well…” Charlie stammered nervously, “…I ordered pizza for the kids and didn’t eat a bite.”

“Good! What else?” asked Pete.

“I am really excited about meeting Jack Sh*t next May, because we are both speaking at FitBloggin’ 11, and Dietgirl is going to be there too, so I’m working really hard to get to my goal. I guess that pizza today doesn’t seem like a good cheat for me right now. I’m focusing on letting lots of small changes add up to a smaller me.”

(DID YOU ALL CATCH THAT? I’M SPEAKING AT FITBLOGGIN’!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Repeat, always one to voice his opinion (apparently I have male big toes. That would explain the hair…) started getting heated. “BUT we have been here before! How do you explain that? What makes you think this time is going to be any different?”

Pete said quietly, “Charlie, I will admit- you are pretty good at inspirational speeches. Why IS this time different?”

Charlie looked down at Pete and Repeat, with that number of 177.4 staring back up at her between her toes. She considered for a moment of all the reasons she had: for her health, for herself, for her looks, so the doctor would never again write OBESE on her medical chart. But none of those reasons seemed to matter at that moment.

“Guys, I don’t know what is different this time. I’m not even sure if it is different this time. What I do know is that if I set my mind to this, I can do it. I know I can, cause I’ve done it before. All I can do is keep trying. So maybe it won’t be different this time. Maybe I’ll fall flat on my face. But what I do know is that it won’ be for lack of trying.”

Pete and Repeat looked thoughtfully at one another.

“She has a point, Pete.”

“That she does, Repeat!”

“So what are we waiting for?” cried Repeat, suddenly excited at the future of doing nothing but trying.

“I’m waiting till I have to pee again,” said Charlie. “That just might get us to 176 today!”