The best kind of friend is one that can be supportive, and listen to you... but more importantly makes you think! Lynn (Lynn-LovesLife7) often makes me think, and I owe her for it! She casually asked me "what got you started the first time?". When I set out, and ended up losing 90 pounds, what did it, what gave me that break through to get up and do the dang thing? So I thought for a minute and realized I was huge and miserable.
That's the short answer anyways. My weight was seriously impacting every area of my life, and I was just completely and totally miserable. I had to get away from that and I finally decided I had enough, and I went forward from there.
So how could I use that to get going again? Well truth be told, I'm not miserable. I am super dooper frustrated with the fact that I am up 20 pounds and that my knee and foot are not cooperating. I am disappointed that I can't walk and be active like I would like to be, and a little disappointed in myself for letting the weight gain get this far... but I am sure not miserable.
That in itself is a victory, but how could I get going if the miserable factor wasn't involved? That is when it hit me.
I need to get back to it because I do not want to go back to that very miserable place. So simple, yet so true. I do not want to go back to 270ville, I didn't even want to go back to Twoterville, but that is my reality and I am battling it now. But I never want to go back to that dark place and I don't have to.
I don't have to wait until I am miserable, or at an all time high weight to stand up for myself and do the right thing. I need to do it for myself and no one else. With that said, no one is going to do it for me. I had my BFF even trying to cater to me and offer me all sorts of junk and this and that cuz I mentioned I had the "munchies"... but I know her motives, and yes we are BFF's but I also know where to draw the line and stand up for myself. So if I can stand up for myself to others, then why don't I stand up for myself when I'm the one in my own way? Seems silly doesn't it.
So I'm going to learn to get out of my own way, and I'm going to do what I know how to do. I know how to lose the weight, I know how to keep it off, I just don't always do it. I know that baby steps add up to big things, and with each small victory I am taking that extra step to get back on track. So here is to a great week, and a fantastic Disneyland trip in about 12 hours.