i'll admit it, i let myself go while chasing trace around. i don't exercise anymore and i eat and drink pretty much whatever my heart (or is that belly) desires. well last night i came home and announced to my husband that "that's it", i'm miserable being this fat. first step join WW, i know some of you may think this is a waste of money and that i should be motivated enough to do it on my own, but the fact is i'm not and WW works really well for me (if i stick with it). the other part of this revelation is i would really like another babe and i suspect my weight is contributing to some issues in that department.