I'm in the home stretch. I have less than 25% of my extra weight left to lose, and yet I am stuck in a rut. I am super hard on myself as a few of you have mentioned, yet as I think about that the first thing that comes to mind is: If not me, who will be?
I feel driven to be this way.
Back when I lost the first 20 pounds I remember feeling very empowered, and very happy about my accomplisment, now I focus so much on what is left to be done that I forget to give myself a huge pat on the back for making it this far.
I've gone 3 years without going up and down on the scales. I've been losing weight or effectively maintaining weight and that is something I should be proud of.
Today I had my brother describe all the food they will be eating when they sit down for their Thanksgiving dinner (probably right now as I write this), and my mouth watered. If I were there I'd probably end up eating so much it would take me a month to get back on track.
I really miss them, and part of me wishes I was there to partake in all the high-fat, lovely goodies. BUT, I am thankful I'm not. I can be glad that I won't put on weight this Thanksgiving, and although I still have Christmas to get through, I think I can manage that too.
For what it is worth, being healthy feels good. Of course eating cakes, pies, and cornbread dressing feels good for a moment, but that too-full, bloated, I feel like I'm going to explode if I eat another bite feeling is not so good.
So today I can say I am thankful to be on track with my weightloss efforts. I am thankful that even though it is going to be 100F today I got up early and went for a walk. I am thankful that the end is in sight, and I am ever so thankful of all the support I've recieved from the people in my life. Happy Thanksgiving.
I feel driven to be this way.
Back when I lost the first 20 pounds I remember feeling very empowered, and very happy about my accomplisment, now I focus so much on what is left to be done that I forget to give myself a huge pat on the back for making it this far.
I've gone 3 years without going up and down on the scales. I've been losing weight or effectively maintaining weight and that is something I should be proud of.
Today I had my brother describe all the food they will be eating when they sit down for their Thanksgiving dinner (probably right now as I write this), and my mouth watered. If I were there I'd probably end up eating so much it would take me a month to get back on track.
I really miss them, and part of me wishes I was there to partake in all the high-fat, lovely goodies. BUT, I am thankful I'm not. I can be glad that I won't put on weight this Thanksgiving, and although I still have Christmas to get through, I think I can manage that too.
For what it is worth, being healthy feels good. Of course eating cakes, pies, and cornbread dressing feels good for a moment, but that too-full, bloated, I feel like I'm going to explode if I eat another bite feeling is not so good.
So today I can say I am thankful to be on track with my weightloss efforts. I am thankful that even though it is going to be 100F today I got up early and went for a walk. I am thankful that the end is in sight, and I am ever so thankful of all the support I've recieved from the people in my life. Happy Thanksgiving.
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