I’ve decided to start a weight loss blog. I’m someone who skims the line between “overweight” and “obese.” Neither of those words are descriptors I want associated with me.
For years I’ve put a guard up that it wasn’t the steak fries smothered in ranch dressing that made the pounds come on. No, it was my metabolism or my hormones or some, yet undiscovered, medical issue. All that changed this year when my mom started to go to Weight Watchers. She lost 20 pounds. She looked great and felt better. I was complaining to her that my clothes were shrinking again and that I had to do something. She encouraged me to try WW. “Give it until June. If it doesn’t work, make a doctor appointment.”
I gave it a try. I lost over 5 pounds the first week and wasn’t that hungry. I still ate pizza!
As I’ve been going to meetings and learning more about food, I realize that the guard I had up wasn’t a guard, but a great illusion. I because the best magician I know. I could convince myself that it was a health issue, not a food issue. It was a health issue, not a sedentary issue. I really believed myself.
I’m learning that the illusion doesn’t help me. It doesn’t help my daughters learn good habits. It just distracts me from truth.
The truth is I’m overweight. I’m unhealthy. I make poor food choices. I love bacon.
Now that I can say those things out loud, I can deal with them. I can make changes to what I can control. Except maybe the bacon thing. Bacon is good. It’s not necessarily the healthiest choice, but I can still eat it in moderation.
I think that’s why WW is so beneficial for me. It’s not telling me I can’t have something, it’s telling me to make better choices the rest of the time so I can have that something. Like bacon!
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