You know, the past few times I’ve posted the weigh in, I’ve thought to myself that this is a long haul. It gets daunting, doesn’t it? However, it is for the overall improvement of health, well-being, and for long-term goals. There are no quick fixes. So, when I go up a little in weight, I’m bummed, but I know I am doing the right things about 95 percent of the time and I’m exercising more than I ever have. It is all I can do, right?
There is a person I know that started going to the gym and got a trainer because I did. This person was fueled by my efforts. We both work just as hard and have similar goals for the amount of weight loss we’d like to experience; however, that person’s weight is just melting off; mine, not so much. While I am over the moon for this person’s success, as in the past, every time I saw that person, I’d say a quick prayer about those goals, identifying with the misery of fatness, I can’t help but feel a little squirmy. I used to be the person that could say, “I will lose such and such and I will tackle that physical part and kick butt.” I say those things now, but they don’t happen as I’d like. My body’s chemistry doesn’t exactly allow it these days.
I just wanted to share all of that, because I also have some good things to say. I realized yesterday how much my efforts aren’t futile. For about seven hours I had to do things around my apartment requiring physical stamina, and then had to do some heavy lifting for about a half an hour. I wasn’t winded, wasn’t in pain, and I felt like I could do more when I finished. Doing those things three months ago would have been impossible.
Another nice surprise awaited me this morning: I’m down five pounds from this time last week. This is the lowest of any Saturday weigh-in in the past year.
Slow and steady wins the race. I get frustrated, sometimes have success, and through it all, I realize that I must have a level head.
I hope you all have a wonderful week and that you meet any goals that you set for yourselves. 🙂