I’m on my way
Friday, May 11, 2012
This morning I glanced in the mirror as I was getting dressed and was shocked to see my abs! It had been so long since I saw anything that resembled muscle beyond my chubbiness! And oh the joy that flooded my system at the thought of my muscles peeking through my newly acquired layer of flub! …but then I shifted to take a closer look and realized that the faint washboard tummy was an illusion caused by a shadow. Curse the shifting sun playing tricks on me!
I shouldn’t have felt disappointed at this reality. I’ve only been taking care with what I eat for a few days, so how could I have suddenly regained my toned physique? After a moment of dejection, I realized why hope had suddenly shot through my system… because I feel so good that I am beginning to believe I can do it. I have the beginning spark of faith that it isn’t impossible to imagine my muscles returning.
In that moment of understanding, I started to feel good again. I’ve been in control of my diet for five days. It’s been a long time since I had that kind of willpower, and there are no signs of weakness. I’m committed to the journey, and though I understand it won’t happen overnight (though it would be pretty awesome if it did…) I’m excited for each day between now and reaching my goal. I’m not there yet, but I’m on my way.