Previously my attempts at dieting were more a long the lines of
"Nothing tastes as good as thin feels." I found myself wishing that I was anorexic or that I would get cancer or some other disease that me drop weight instantly. At some low points I even thought God hated me or that he was punishing me for the bad choices I had made by making me fat.
Somewhere along the line I realized that it was my choices that led to me putting on weight. I was a skinny kid. Yes, once puberty hit I was smacked with Kim K. worthy curves, but looking back at my old pictures, I wasn't fat. Instead it has been years of unhealthy eating, fueled by low self-esteem, leading to unhealthy eating that has my body in its current condition.
That's what these 7 weeks (1 down, six to go!) are about. It's not about the weight loss or about trying to morph into a Maxim hottie. It's about changing my way of thinking, about learning to give my body what it needs to run efficiently while giving my soul the love it deserves.
Which is why my theme for this time around is
"slow and steady wins the race." It's about taking 7 weeks out of my life and reprogramming my brain and stomach. I was out running errands today and was slammed by the fact it was clearly dinner time and I started thinking about my options. Driving around none of the fast food options even sounded good, and I thought to myself,
No fast food. Could you imagine what it would do for you? The choice seemed so simple today, yet unfathomable two weeks ago.
Even tonight while I was brushing my teeth I started doing the "pounds count" in my head. You know, the "at an average loss of 2 pounds per week" math. Or as granny says, counting my chickens before they're purchased. The "at the end of 7 weeks, I would lose 14 pounds" and then thinking about an event I have at the beginning of July, "then if I keep it up at home for two months that's another 16 pounds, which brings me down under 150lbs." Dangerous, dangerous thinking.
Thoughts like that are like planning where you'll place your Oscar when you've never started your screenplay. I was so happy that my follow up thought was "or it could be 7 weeks of healthy eating; seven weeks of training your body."
So, as I say good night, I just keep murmuring "slow and steady. Slow and steady."