I first started Atkins a couple of years ago. It took me three months to lose the 30 pounds I wanted to lose, and I kept it off until June of 2004. Surgery, depression and a generally crappy and emotional time took me off plan, and left me with 60 pounds to lose by the time I finally realized how much I was missing being able to move in November of 2005, when I started living true to my dream and to this WOE and WOL again.
This time, I'm not so lucky. I'm older and slower to lose, and many times, especially during the three week stall that I had not too long ago, and the only losing 2 pounds a week when I have lost, I've had to re-evaluate my dream, and decide what was more important, that I was frustrated, or that I felt better. It's not easy, living with the harder time I'm having this time. It's not easy, living with the cravings that still hit me when I cook something I love for my family. It's not easy, watching the scale sit for weeks while I'm trying so hard.
When I feel like letting go and eating until I feel sick just to have the things I crave, I have to face things. If I give in, where will I end up? How much weight will I have to lose then? How much crappier will I feel? How much less will I want to move? Do I feel better? YES! Do I look better? YES! Do I like myself more? YES! AM I EATING HEALTHIER? YES! Did I waste 38 years of my life stuffing my face with things that could kill me? YES!
So.. why do I think it should all melt off overnight. Why do I think it should only take me a few months to undo all the damage it took me years to do to myself. I can't think that way. I've wasted enough of my life thinking I shouldn't do this because it's taking too long. How long is long enough? However long it takes, that's how long. Making myself healthy will never take "too long".
This time, I'm not so lucky. I'm older and slower to lose, and many times, especially during the three week stall that I had not too long ago, and the only losing 2 pounds a week when I have lost, I've had to re-evaluate my dream, and decide what was more important, that I was frustrated, or that I felt better. It's not easy, living with the harder time I'm having this time. It's not easy, living with the cravings that still hit me when I cook something I love for my family. It's not easy, watching the scale sit for weeks while I'm trying so hard.
When I feel like letting go and eating until I feel sick just to have the things I crave, I have to face things. If I give in, where will I end up? How much weight will I have to lose then? How much crappier will I feel? How much less will I want to move? Do I feel better? YES! Do I look better? YES! Do I like myself more? YES! AM I EATING HEALTHIER? YES! Did I waste 38 years of my life stuffing my face with things that could kill me? YES!
So.. why do I think it should all melt off overnight. Why do I think it should only take me a few months to undo all the damage it took me years to do to myself. I can't think that way. I've wasted enough of my life thinking I shouldn't do this because it's taking too long. How long is long enough? However long it takes, that's how long. Making myself healthy will never take "too long".




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