greysangel
09-15-2003, 02:06 PM
I posted this on my blog, but thought I would post it here because I think it's important. Sometimes in our personal conquests, we lose sight of perspective and hurt ourselves in the process. I hope someone can relate to this so here goes:
Well, I’ve been kinda quiet around here, but I’ve been doing a lot of thinking.
I may be strong, but I'm not perfect. I've had my moments, but I have to say I think I've earned better results than what I've got. Oh well…life is a big in your face be-otch. Mom was right with one thing…who the heck ever said that life was fair? After blattin’ and bawling over my lack of week 4 results (yes, I know I’m in week 9, but I’m back-tracking here and it’s taken this long to process), my hub said something that was kind of thought provoking (we love when they do that). He basically told me that 1) I haven't been this small since about 12 and 2) I've never been this healthy. He said that I should not beat myself up so badly about it and just enjoy where I am. To forget about the scale and make the challenges about strength and fitness accomplishments. And finally he made me cry by telling me I'm one sexy mamma even if I never dropped another pound. And you know what? HE'S RIGHT!!!! It's applying this knowledge that is the hard part. I mean, why am I killing myself over this? It's not worth it and it's not oh, I want to go back to eating myself into oblivion and not working out. But I really thought about this. I mean what would my life be like if I were at goal? I would eat healthy 95% of the time and exercise because that's the person I am now. I would feel comfortable in my own skin. Free. I wouldn’t be obsessed over a number, or manipulating food in order to get a temporary body result. So why shouldn't I just accept where I am now, appreciate what I have and work towards achieving supreme fitness? Maybe my body could change if I could first learn to love the size 14 I am? Why not just keep doing what I’m doing instead of the constant questioning of techniques and stuff that I think is #####ing with my head?
There's nothing I've always wanted to do since I was heavy because I'm a totally different person now. If you asked me at 339 pounds what I've always wanted to do, I would have said little things that "normal sized" people take for granted. Things like walking into any clothing store and picking out something, walking into any drugstore for pantyhose, being able to sit in a chair without worrying about it breaking, eating in public without worrying about people staring. Dancing, running, moving with ease and freedom. Now I am living the life I have always wanted. I have the love of my life, I have the ability to communicate with others and share my experiences, I have the freedom of my body and the connection to my spirit. All the things I dream about doing now are things that would be fun, but not dreams per se. Things like getting a tattoo, going to burning man, running races, taking martial arts and tango lessons, doing a modeling session, riding all the rides at the amusement park...all things I will get around to, but not life altering. As for dreams now, I wish to some day be able to dedicate my time to helping others lose weight, get fit, believe in them. I'm not sure how I'll do it or if it will ever be a job, but that's the dream.
So with all these things in mind, I have made a promise to myself to live like I'm at goal which means embracing the size 14 body I have TODAY. That is the only thing that is keeping me from being the me I want to be. Negativity...scale/size obsession...impatience about getting "there" (wherever there is). If I concentrate more on the blessed dissatisfaction that comes with wanting to be stronger/fitter/better and less on the painful dissatisfaction that comes with feeling insecure/inferior/incomplete I am already the me I want to be!!!
Now who’s going to rub their buddhas with me, and think nice loving thoughts about our bodies for a change? Our spirits our strong. We're just trying to match the outside with the inside. We can do it!
Well, I’ve been kinda quiet around here, but I’ve been doing a lot of thinking.
I may be strong, but I'm not perfect. I've had my moments, but I have to say I think I've earned better results than what I've got. Oh well…life is a big in your face be-otch. Mom was right with one thing…who the heck ever said that life was fair? After blattin’ and bawling over my lack of week 4 results (yes, I know I’m in week 9, but I’m back-tracking here and it’s taken this long to process), my hub said something that was kind of thought provoking (we love when they do that). He basically told me that 1) I haven't been this small since about 12 and 2) I've never been this healthy. He said that I should not beat myself up so badly about it and just enjoy where I am. To forget about the scale and make the challenges about strength and fitness accomplishments. And finally he made me cry by telling me I'm one sexy mamma even if I never dropped another pound. And you know what? HE'S RIGHT!!!! It's applying this knowledge that is the hard part. I mean, why am I killing myself over this? It's not worth it and it's not oh, I want to go back to eating myself into oblivion and not working out. But I really thought about this. I mean what would my life be like if I were at goal? I would eat healthy 95% of the time and exercise because that's the person I am now. I would feel comfortable in my own skin. Free. I wouldn’t be obsessed over a number, or manipulating food in order to get a temporary body result. So why shouldn't I just accept where I am now, appreciate what I have and work towards achieving supreme fitness? Maybe my body could change if I could first learn to love the size 14 I am? Why not just keep doing what I’m doing instead of the constant questioning of techniques and stuff that I think is #####ing with my head?
There's nothing I've always wanted to do since I was heavy because I'm a totally different person now. If you asked me at 339 pounds what I've always wanted to do, I would have said little things that "normal sized" people take for granted. Things like walking into any clothing store and picking out something, walking into any drugstore for pantyhose, being able to sit in a chair without worrying about it breaking, eating in public without worrying about people staring. Dancing, running, moving with ease and freedom. Now I am living the life I have always wanted. I have the love of my life, I have the ability to communicate with others and share my experiences, I have the freedom of my body and the connection to my spirit. All the things I dream about doing now are things that would be fun, but not dreams per se. Things like getting a tattoo, going to burning man, running races, taking martial arts and tango lessons, doing a modeling session, riding all the rides at the amusement park...all things I will get around to, but not life altering. As for dreams now, I wish to some day be able to dedicate my time to helping others lose weight, get fit, believe in them. I'm not sure how I'll do it or if it will ever be a job, but that's the dream.
So with all these things in mind, I have made a promise to myself to live like I'm at goal which means embracing the size 14 body I have TODAY. That is the only thing that is keeping me from being the me I want to be. Negativity...scale/size obsession...impatience about getting "there" (wherever there is). If I concentrate more on the blessed dissatisfaction that comes with wanting to be stronger/fitter/better and less on the painful dissatisfaction that comes with feeling insecure/inferior/incomplete I am already the me I want to be!!!
Now who’s going to rub their buddhas with me, and think nice loving thoughts about our bodies for a change? Our spirits our strong. We're just trying to match the outside with the inside. We can do it!