by mellowmom » December 3rd, 2006, 9:55 am
Last month was complicated. There was sorrow and loss (my best friend passed away), a new job (anyone want to buy a Honda?), angst over healthcare (the company that bought my old company announced it was dropping the health plan organization that many of us retirees used, and forcing us into another which will cost about $250 more a month!) It was a month filled with malaise and my attitude towards weight loss in general and Medifast in particular was sorely challenged.
The ironic thing was that more and more people were commenting on how great I looked, younger, healthier, glowing, but all the while inside I was battling those old demons of self-doubt and uncertainty about how far/much I wanted to go with this whole weight loss “thing”. When I looked in the mirror I thought I looked a lot older with more age lines, and what’s with the cellulite on my stomach, and my thighs resemble something that would look good on a Shar-pei! I was mentally tired and emotionally drained and my dearest wish was to be able to curl up into the fetal position and make the world go away.
So, I turned to an old friend…FOOD (the dreaded “F” word), and found out that it wasn’t the great “pal” that it had been in the past. Aside from the guilt that my splurges caused there was that gnawing (literally) in the pit of my stomach that made me feel worse not better. (Oh great, now I’d lost another FRIEND!) But what was really different was that after I’d blow a meal I’d talk myself back into immediately going back on to the Medifast plan for the rest of that day! This was a huge change in action and attitude for me.
We’ve all been there before where you blow your diet, and immediately go into that ‘well, I’ve blown it for this meal, might as well blow off the rest of the day, or week, or month…..” mode. But I’d read it here on this board so many times about the importance of getting back on the program right after your fall, not to wait until the next day, or week and I guess those lessons sunk in, because that’s what would happen. Even when I fell off the wagon hard on Thanksgiving Day, and got “backed over” several times, as Dede so eloquently put it, I got back up and threw myself back into the driver’s seat.
After a month of pity partying my way through life, I’m finally back on the Medifast track and ready to reach my goal. Weight-wise, I’m starting just where I left off. It was a month of “maintenance”. And a literal gut check for me into how far I’ve come and how much farther I am willing to go to be the healthiest person possible for myself, my family, and my friends.
Thank you all for your kind support and caring ways. It’s meant a lot to me and when I reach my goal, I will be eternally grateful to you, my role models and friends.
Carmel
Shaken AND Stirred
3/24/06
5'8" 334/213/165
Re-started 1/7/09
5'8" 325/165