I’ve lately been feeling pretty bad about my weight loss progress. Well, not just my progress, but my body itself. After months of remaining mostly sane about this weight loss thing, I was starting to feel desperate and negative. Something recently happened to change my mind. It was embarrassingly simple.
Early last week I stayed over at a friend’s house to avoid driving all the way back home between Coldplay concerts. While alone the next day, I caught a glimpse of myself in my friend’s full length mirror. I was surprised at what I saw, but I walked away. And then I walked back to the mirror again. It’s not like I don’t have mirrors in my apartment, but seeing myself in a different environment did something to shock me. My realization was that I’m actually quite thin now–maybe even thin enough. The realization has stuck.
I still have a lot of goals. I want to eat better and I want to be in better shape. But, I’m slowly letting go of the desperation and my need to be perfect. This change doesn’t affect much about what I do, but rather what I think about what I do. I’m still stepping up my game, and I’ll still be reporting in on my progress in whatever form it takes.
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that is really great! it’s amazing how few women can say that.
I agree. After dieting and exercizing, I think I’m thin enough, too. I’m happy with the way my body looks, even though it doesn’t look like Britney Spears’s (old) body. I’m happy.
In general, just learning to eat better will make anything possible. Most people, if they just lived a healthy lifestyle would probably never have to go on a diet in the first place.