LOSING THE ELUSIVE 20 POUNDS
Long time no write! I can’t believe January is almost over. Aside from the heartbreak that kicked the year off when my sister lost her second Great Dane puppy, 2018 has been encouraging, specifically in the health arena.
I have been feeling pretty uncomfortable in my own skin lately and am finally at a point where I feel like I have the mental space to make health a priority. 2017 helped me learn that no matter how hard I try, I can’t do it all, and unfortunately health was one of the things that took the backseat for most of last year. When the clock struck midnight and 2018 arrived, I knew it was time to set some goals and get to work. Beau and I are headed to Nashville in May and I decided I would love to feel 20 pounds lighter for that trip. 4 months, 20 pounds.
I feel bad for my poor body because we have done a lot of yo-yoing in weight over the past 10 years. When it comes to health and weight loss, it is easy for me to obsess, and hard for me to find balance. I have found it definitely works best for me to limit myself to one weigh in a month to avoid becoming crazed since I love numbers and data so much.
It is easy for me to say to myself “when I need a break from my diet, I will treat myself with something small (Halo Top), and keep moving forward.” But it is ALSO easy for me to beat myself up and be tempted to quit after treating myself with something outside of the meal plan.
A glimpse inside of the complicated mind of ME.
The way that I look at it is that my 20 pound mission is going to be the easy part. Mind over matter to get to the finish line. I will be proud of myself no matter the end number as long as I stick with it.
The HARD part is going to be figuring out what to do for the rest of the year, and the rest of my life. What is my “normal” when I’m not trying to lose 5 lbs a month? What is a routine and diet that is sustainable for me? HOW will I finally put an end to this yo-yo ride?
Anyway, I am three weeks in and so far I can report that my high waisted jeans leave no less of an imprint on my stomach, but nevertheless, I’m feeling great. I’ll report back with better news (fingers crossed) after my two month weigh in.