Everybody sing along: “Two all beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions, on a sesame seed bun” (Not to mention 590 calories and 34 grams of fat…)
Can I just say something? I rocked it at the gym this week. I’m patting myself on the back today. I don’t care if anyone noticed, or if my clothes are looser. I just know that this week, I worked very hard on my exercise and am going to stand up and be proud of it.
If I were the fat Emmie of even 3 months ago reading that paragraph above, I would have laughed my ass off. I would think that whoever wrote that must be drinking too much happy juice because how can a just-under-400-pound person rock it at the gym? And how can they *gasp* gloat about it? Who the hell does she think she is? Bitch.
This whole getting healthy thing can be thought of as an exercise in learning to be selfish. In taking time for yourself to do what you need to do in order to live life. It is also an exercise in trying to boost your ego- of trying to convince yourself that you are worth doing this for. That you CAN be proud if you took even just small steps to better yourself. Nothing wrong with being shy or aloof about it. Accept that with every step, you earn the right to be proud.
Some of you might be wondering what has changed between this week and a couple of weeks ago when my body felt so beat down and broken. Honestly? Nothing really changed, but I did something that made a light bulb go off. When times got tough, I did not waiver or give up or go eat a huge tray of nachos when I wasn’t feeling great or when I was tired. I stuck it out. Previously, I would have thrown in the towel. Heck, I have done it so many times in my life I can’t keep count. Every diet breaking point was during a moment of weakness, where I didn’t demand of myself to be better, to keep pushing.
You see, as the cartoon illustrates, there is no secret sauce.
When I was talking with Lexington Athletic Club about my blog and my mission to lose 255 pounds, the manager pointedly asked me: “So what is different this time? Why will you succeed?”
I’ll post more about how I answered that question at a later date, but for right now, I just want to remind you: there is no secret sauce. Stop waiting for it. Take action now.
How will you make sure you don’t falter? Or, if you have already succeeded in your goals, what made you keep pushing?