The saddest part of being overweight (besides the obvious health issues) is the way we cheat ourselves out of life experiences. I'm guilty of avoiding people, social occasions, job interviews--you name it--because I felt uncomfortable about my weight.
It doesn't take much to make a person painfully self critical. A cruel word from one person is enough to do it.
This is something I'm thinking a lot about now because it's the
real thing I want to change.
Maybe you're like me. Do you remember when you were a child and you were strong and had big ideas, dreams...definite opinions, brave days when you climbed to the very top of a tree or got up in front of the class to show a project with complete pride in what you'd done?
I think about that and I wonder..where did that kid go?
I want to have that spirit again and I'm not going to spend the rest of my life hiding her under a basket (of extra weight or anything else).
I'm tired of not finishing things, putting things off, waiting to be a certain weight so that I can do this, that, or the other thing. When I debated spending the money on Medifast (let's face it--it's an investment), I told myself that...okay... If it's really the weight that's keeping me from living my life, I'll get rid of it. Once and for all, I'll fix that problem. Then I'll have no excuses.
THAT is the thing I really have to face. No excuses to "hide" or to "put off til" or to "just be quiet".
I think it will be a real adventure--and maybe a scary one at times. At least, though, I won't be wasting the one gift we all have in common.
Life.