Finally… and with everything I have in me… I’m back on track.
You guys, I cannot even begin to tell you how great this feels. Not only does my body respond better when I’m fueling it with healthier choices… but in many ways, I stop fighting with myself.
Now, I completely agree that we should be kind with ourselves. I 100% acknowledge that one of the most important relationships we have is with ourselves.
I hate when I’m on the outs with myself. And mostly, I hate when I make promises to myself that I don’t keep.
In life, I pride myself in always doing the things that I said I would do. The commitments I make to people, I do my best to keep them. When I say I am going to do something, I do it. Integrity is fundamental.
But for some reason, I will lie to myself over and over and over again. I will make lofty promises.
“I’m going to go to dinner with friends, but I’m not going to eat the chips and salsa. And, I’m definitely not ordering wine.”
“Ok, self… you’re going to set your alarm extra early tomorrow and you’re going to go for a walk before the day starts. You’re going to love it!”
Here’s what I need to remember: When I’m being true to myself, life just seems to align better. The birds sing a little louder, you hit more green lights, and everything you want is on sale at Target.
And, when the basics are aligned, I have more strength to tackle the hard stuff and I have more confidence going about it. Example: I’m not wasting my energy criticizing myself for driving through ChickFilA and instead can focus on that tough project at work.
I also find that I benefit from having a support system in place when I’m back on track. You guys are like my very own virtual cheerleading squad, rooting me on every step of the way. Thank you!!! For that reason, I’m sharing more, I’m posting more on social media…
After all, you guys were there with me when I embarked on this journey for the first time. And, over time, I’ve learned it’s not a linear journey. And, while I’d like it to be a “one and done” type of experience, it’s just not.
I’m still down 50+, but I’ve got 30 pounds to lose. I’d like to lose them by my 40th birthday in January. And, if I don’t lose them all… I’d like to be well on my way to losing them by the time the clock strikes 12 on January 10th.
I want to feel like I did before my car accident. I want to be able to wear my red pants again. I want to feel amazing in my skin again. And, hello, I’m turning 40. I can’t be carrying the excess weight anymore… I want to live a long, long time and it’s just not good for my health.
So far, things are going really well. I’m a week in and down 5.3 lbs! And, while I won’t say it’s easy, there is a simplicity with just doing it rather than thinking about it all of the time. And, there’s sweet, sweet satisfaction ending the night knowing that I’ve been on track for another day.
Looking forward to sharing the next chapter of this journey with y’all.
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