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Pandemic pounds or quarantine 15

I have the great privilege of working for WW (y'all know it as Weight Watchers). It's a program that worked for me and for the past three years I've been fortunate to be alongside others on their journeys to weight loss or healthier living. 

 It is an amazing experience, with each and every workshop, to share in the challenges and successes of so many people. I've been brought to tears, felt incredible joy, experienced awe and hugged a gazillion WW members in support. Because it's not just about losing a couple pounds or sitting around sharing recipes - these workshops dive into some mighty personal, long-standing crap that has kept us from feeling worthy/attractive/successful/healthy/capable/sexy/confident and likely a bunch of other emotions. It's real and it matters.

 So this company, that has been around for 57 years and started in the living room of Jean Neiditch was gobsmacked with by coronavirus (like the rest of the country) largely because the success of and format for the program are centered around the Workshops. In person and personal, members gather and a discussion is facilitated by a coach (leader) after members have weighed in and checked in with a guide (receptionist). When the novel coronavirus shut down much of our world, we could no longer gather in a workshop. In less than a week, however, this company transformed how we could conduct the workshop by moving them to Zoom. (Do you remember when zoom was merely a verb? Now if you Google it, you get info on the videoconferencing company/platform).

 I'm grateful for these workshops too, because I know that I'd likely be gaining a lot of the weight back. I've heard about Pandemic pounds and the quarantine 15 - and I believe that it will be a reality because for those of us with lifelong weight struggles the combination of stress + inactivity + routine change + quarantine at home = weight gain. And I have gained some, initially adding 7, but have stopped the trajectory because I've been able to reset.
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