Hi Gang,
We all have days when this hardly seems worth it. It’s too hard, and it would be too darn easy to quit. The days when we’re depressed or down emotionally feel like they take a tremendous toll, and we struggle to see past the momentary misery. Sometimes it seems nearly impossible to look ahead to the relief of achieving our long term goal. We listen to Mike pushing and prodding us to keep trying and we hear him talk about the euphoria – and from the dim recesses of our misery we say – ‘Huh? Euphoria????? There’s no one here by that name.’ Well, let me step up to the pulpit, brothers and sisters, and preach a little sermon called ‘Carrie went out Friday night’.
I didn’t really feel like going out – but one of my favorite performers, (and friend as well), was in town and I knew I should at least go and be seen supporting him. Before starting Medifast, I was quite the party girl, out often, with a whole passel of good friends. In an effort to stick with my diet, I haven't been going out much lately, so it'd been awhile since I'd seen everybody.
A few weeks ago, I had purchased a pair of capris in a smaller size (1X), but they had still been too snug to wear. I decided to try them and guess what? They fit great (well actually they’re a little baggy!) So I wore them and a blouse that I haven't been able to wear in years. It's the first time I've delved into the smaller clothes, but my others are just getting too baggy to be worn (YAY!). I was feelin' good about myself for being able to wear the smaller sizes.
I got there and I swear it was like a dream.
First I saw Barbara, whom I haven't seen since I started (ie 40.9 pounds ago). Her eyes about fell out of her head, she said something about how great I look, I got this huge grin on my face, and it stayed there all night! A few minutes later she turned around again and said 'My GOD Girl, I can't believe it, how much have you lost?' So I told her and I was PROUD of it, none of this being bashful about numbers and pounds - by the end of the night I was proudly telling MEN how many pounds I've lost.
In varying ways, this scenario was played out probably 25 times, in 3 different bars. Girlfriends, guy friends, everybody that saw me said something about it. My friend Clint came over and said 'Girl, life is REALLY agreeing with you.' So I said something about working at losing weight, got a long way to go, working hard at it, etc' And he said 'Well, I didn't know if it was polite to mention your weight in particular, but DAMN GIRL, you look FINE!' And then he said 'I'm so proud of you.' And I realized that I’m proud of me too.
At one point I realized all of a sudden that I was sitting on my barstool with my drink (iced tea) casually perched between my legs ON THE BARSTOOL. There was ROOM for my DRINK and my BEHIND on the BARSTOOL, because I don't need the whole thing anymore! WAHOO!!!!!
I don't know how to say all this so that you can understand – cause I really didn’t ‘get it’ all this time Mike’s been talking about it. But I get it now. And IT IS WORTH THE WORK. IT IS WORTH EVERY MOMENT OF THE STRUGGLE.
I was just positively bubbling over with pride, confidence, happiness, EUPHORIA. I know my huge grin stayed plastered to my face all night.
I also could see a difference in the amount of male attention - men are definitely looking - and liking - again.
And all that stuff was just great - like better than the best drug you could ever do, but all that stuff was just the icing on the cake. The REAL miracle, the REAL TRUTH, is that, for that evening, I was who I used to be - before the fat. I have long felt that being fat has prevented me from being able to be me. It forced me to feel shame and doubt and ‘cover up’ the real me with all those feelings of negativity, and self-loathing for being fat. In a way, I can say that I haven’t been me for years because of this.
But I know now - that flirtatious, open-hearted, bubbly, joyful, confident girl is still in here. I didn't know that. I thought she was gone, but no, she'd just been smothered into silence. SHE'S STILL IN HERE, that person I've been missing all these years, wishing I could still be. I can't even tell you what that means to me.
I just didn't know. I did not know it could ever feel this good. And if it's this way after 40 pounds, imagine what it's going to be like after 80 and 100! I am going to be able to leave the fat AND the fat person behind, and be who I was before.
And if that wasn’t great enough, Sunday I drove up to my Aunt's and she took in several pieces of my clothing for me. I sat there when she was done and cut off the excess material and THREW IT AWAY - another major ego booster.
YES!
I am even looking forward now to my next step - joining a gym and exercising. I know now that every time I stick with my program, every time I do something to keep losing weight, is one step closer to reclaiming myself, to getting to be that girl I was Friday night ALL THE TIME. I don’t care if it takes me 4 more months or a whole year. NOTHING, no delicious food, no depressing moment, is worth sabotaging what I felt, and still feel.
When I have my next bad day, I am going to read this post. Hopefully it’ll help you too. We all deserve this, and if you haven’t felt it yet – it’s coming your way. Just keeping working towards it.
Carrie