When I committed to this journey, one of the things I knew very early on, was that I wanted to get to the bottom of all the psychological things that contributed to me gaining this weight. I have already lost and gained 90lbs PLUS, so if I give all that effort again, I want to be prepared at the end of my journey to live a healthier life. I want to have all the tools I need to keep me from gaining it all back again!
For the first 5 months of this journey I have been pretty buried in counting all my calories, and exercising like a mad woman. I feel like I am entering a different stage right now. One thing I feel like I am doing better than I did last time, is planning ahead.
I had a bit of an "Ah Ha" moment yesterday. I realized that the last time I lost weight, I was single, free from emotional baggage (or at least that baggage was carry-on sized), and I was only responsible for me. One
I was able to keep my weight under control for the first few years after that because I was (for the most part) single and able to focus on myself. Then comes Jeff. I knew within 3 months of dating that I had met the man I was going to marry. We got married 1 year and 9 months after we met. We loved each other, but my baggage was not gone. I had trust issues. Trust issues that I pretty much ate my way through.
Dealing with it has been tough, and only in the last year can I say I think I finally have taken care of it. I'm finally in a place where I can let go of the things (or at least most of them) that hurt me in the past and give my husband the amount of trust he deserves.
I realized that by working on these things, and being able to be comfortable, secure and happy in my relationship (and with myself in general), I now am able to have the strength and motivation to really work on myself again. Its like a huge weight is lifted off my shoulders and I don't have to worry about it any more.
Preparing for the future
Putting the scale away is like practice for the future. Its like the first time your parents leave you home alone in the house. A test. I know I don't have to weigh in this week, but I am still logging my foods and getting all my exercise in.
I'm doing this not just because I want to lose the pounds, but because I want to be more fit, I want to gain muscle, I want to eat healthy, and I want to live longer. Sure it will be validating when the number goes down, but the number doesn't make me run faster, or put cuter clothes on me, or even accurately reflect what size I am. In high-school I had two friends of the same hight, who wore the same size, one was 110lbs and one was 145lbs.
I still would LOVE to be in Onederland for my birthday in June please please please please please, but after that I really want to be in a healthy head space where I'm just working on getting strong, fit and into cute clothes. I want to be able to say that while I know my number, I am not defined by it.
P.S. This is one of my most proud accomplishments because I really feel like I am doing all this in a healthy well-rounded way, and that I am putting in the prep-work to maintain my success... and now I hope I don't have to ever eat those words one day!