I was sifting through magazines when I gazed at one which displayed a young woman who had lost over 100 pounds. This lady was proudly holding up her fat pants and sharing with the world their weight loss success.
I sat back for a moment and lamented how I would love to be that girl.
Someone who worked so hard to shed those unwanted ponds. A person that had achieved the ultimate weight loss goal and was strutting her stuff in a bikini.
It is difficult to sit on the sidelines. You applaud everyone else but deep down you yearn to step out of your old skin and show off your new svelte self.
I am in the moment right now.
I delight in my success and brood over my shortcomings.
How can I keep my resolve? Not waiver in my commitment.
I have rationalized it. I understand the culmination of this process would be to achieve good health and be comfortable in my own skin.
Maybe one day I can walk on the street and not feel people want to make fun of me. Or that I will run a long distance without gasping for air. If I could fit into clothes without a 2x. Eat normally without the fear of binging and purging.
This time is critical for me. I have made progress. I must prevent any chance of reverting back to old habits.
Defining goals and setting priorities has made me feel more empowered.
That girl I talked about is a great role model and someone I can emulate.
But honestly this girl knows there is a lot of work to be done!