My life has never really been the poster child of a healthy relationship with food or positive eating habits. I’ll be the first to admit I’m a foodie, (always have been) and I also prefer convenience to copious amounts of planning and effort. As a result, I’ve started and restarted and adapted to every diet, lifestyle change, program etc under the sun and always managed to look back on it with nothing but another failure and somehow an even higher scale reading to show for it.
This starting from square one thing? Been there. Done that. Not sure I can even call it square one anymore. I’ve circled this block more times than I can count and am currently at my all time highest weight. So why am I looking forward to starting again tomorrow morning? Well, because I’m starting again tomorrow morning.
I get that I’m basically living the definition of insanity, but I also know that resigning myself to slow and steady weight gain is not an option. My daughter is still young enough to have not picked up my horrible eating habits and I don’t ever want her to. I want to take her to the park without getting winded. I want to go back to Saturday morning dance parties in our pajamas without having take a break two songs in. I want that beautiful 5 year old to see her mom as a role model and not a prime example of “what not to do.” So, with the support of my friends, husband, and a kick-A physician, tomorrow hopefully marks a significant turning point in my life. Congratulations, internet strangers. If you’ve read this far, you have officially been added to my support roster. Let’s do this!
SW: 345lb
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source https://www.reddit.com/r/loseit/comments/o0x4qh/taking_that_first_step_again/
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