My
first attempt with weight loss was a success. I went from 175 just after my
second son was born to 139 a year later. The 35 lbs came off through a lot of
hard work and dedication. I’m even a little lighter than my pre-baby weight,
able to wear most of my clothes again, and feeling pretty proud of my
accomplishment, since I’ve had to work very hard for it.
This
weekend I found myself thinking; so now what? I have every intention of continuing
to run 5K 3-4 times a week and doing yoga once or twice a week. At this point I
can either accept my body as it is and relax the dietary restrictions I put on
myself for the past few months, and settle in to my size M-L body. Or, I can
keep going for a goal that seems unattainable. I can try to get back to 125, which
I was at 19. For some reason, losing these 15 pounds seems so much more
daunting than the 35 I lost already. It’s a challenge I’m a little
afraid of.
It’s
not the exercise that has me nervous. The “doing” is the easy part. It’s the “not
doing” that has me worried. Which is, not eating the stuff I love so much. Not
eating a few hundred calories of chocolate every day (chocolate adds up quickly
– one lindor ball is 80!), not eating extra bread, pasta, and cheese, no more
chips or cereal, etc. It took so much effort to get where I am, I don’t know if
I’m strong enough to keep going. And I don’t like salad. I guess I’m going to
learn to!
When
I start to feel like this is never going to happen, I’m reminded of one of my favourite
Star Wars lines. Yoda lifts the ship out of the swamp using the force, and Luke
says “I don’t believe it!” and Yoda replies “That is why you fail.” If I don’t
believe I can do this, I won’t be able to. I need to find some extra strength
for this task, because I’m so worried of failing this time. I need to change my
attitude so that I believe I can do this.
If
you’re in the same situation I am, maybe we can share our progress and
struggles together. Misery loves company, and not shoving chocolate in my face
is kind of close to misery for me! There is truth behind “strength in numbers,”
but right now I’m working on taking this task on myself and, as lame as it
sounds, believing in myself.