I encountered a pivotal decision point in my weight loss journey today: continue to eat whatever I want or go back on my program. Each choice has a clear path. One will lead me to a size 30/32 and the other will lead me to a 10/12. The built-in default in not making a decision: return to 30/32.
Walking with one of my friends on Mount Tom this morning, she asked me what I'm doing about food these days. After mumbling something about not being sure and that I have a few ideas: get back on program or look at other options.
My friend stopped walking, turned toward me, looked me straight in the eyes, and quite seriously, but ever so gently, encouraged me to do WHATEVER it takes to turn things around or I'll end up where she is: heavier than she was before she lost her weight. She pointed to herself when she said that last part.
I felt the earth shake under my feet.
It was a hard place to be standing in her shoes or mine in that moment, but we both knew she was right; this conversation had to happen.
As I drove home, I ignored the many familiar voices calling out to me.
I've been in seclusion most of the day. I've been looking through old photos, to remember where I've been these past five years and seeing where I really am today. Despite the fact that I feel like I'm a size 30/32, I am not!
I printed photos to have around the house so I don't forget where I've been. Looking through my photos, I remember how good I felt getting into this size. This is a setback—my journey is not over!
We can only change today. We get to choose what we do about food.
Today I know what I'm choosing.
How about you? What will you choose?
Remembering my weight loss journey |
My friend stopped walking, turned toward me, looked me straight in the eyes, and quite seriously, but ever so gently, encouraged me to do WHATEVER it takes to turn things around or I'll end up where she is: heavier than she was before she lost her weight. She pointed to herself when she said that last part.
I felt the earth shake under my feet.
It was a hard place to be standing in her shoes or mine in that moment, but we both knew she was right; this conversation had to happen.
As I drove home, I ignored the many familiar voices calling out to me.
Pssst! Over here!I'm done. I'm not stopping for anything. I have food and coffee at home. No more sugar or junk food! I've had it. I'm on program right this moment!
You can start later today!
Come on, just once more!"
Wait - where are you going? Why aren't you stopping?
I've been in seclusion most of the day. I've been looking through old photos, to remember where I've been these past five years and seeing where I really am today. Despite the fact that I feel like I'm a size 30/32, I am not!
I printed photos to have around the house so I don't forget where I've been. Looking through my photos, I remember how good I felt getting into this size. This is a setback—my journey is not over!
We can only change today. We get to choose what we do about food.
Today I know what I'm choosing.
How about you? What will you choose?