I think a lot of people on weight loss journeys think in
terms of “being good” or “being bad”. “I
was so bad, I ate _____”. I wonder what
this kind of talk does to our psyche.
Maybe nothing. Maybe it’s just
semantics. But, even so, I am trying to
stop myself from saying that I was good or bad.
Maybe I’ve made choices that made me feel guilty, but that doesn’t make
me a bad person, or a failure. My
self-worth should be separate from my
weight loss efforts.
This losing weight thing is HARD. There is a reason so many of us are out
here. If it was easy, we’d all be
skinny. We’re smart people, we know what
we need to do. Even though knowing is
half the battle, doing is the other half.
But, struggling with the ups and downs of losing weight is better than
not trying at all, right?
I recovered from my little slump/pity party yesterday and
tried to put things in perspective. Even
though I wish that just the *thought* of losing weight actually made me lose
it, I know the truth is that this is not going to happen overnight. Two or three days of eating well does not
undo the prior weeks/months/years.
Patience, Grasshopper.
The miracle isn’t that
I finished. The miracle is that I had
the courage to start. ~John Bingham
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