Despite our differences, I found myself thinking about the other women on my way to work, or while I was making dinner. I even incorporated some of the lessons into my life: Instead of changing into sweatpants as soon as I got home, I tried to wear fitted pants and a nice top, and reported back to the class that it did make me feel better about myself. Instead of getting angry one night when I felt like I was doing all the dishes, I pouted a little, and as silly as it sounds, it quickly diffused the tension. By the time the class was over, I realized that as women just trying to improve our lives, I had more in common with the other FW participants than I ever would have guessed.