I remember years ago, I worked with a receptionist who told me you almost have to be “obsessed with losing weight” to be successful. At the time I thought she was being a little extreme, but in hindsight, I almost have to agree with her. I don’t mean obsessed in a bad way like my ex-boyfriend who is obsessed with me and hides in my bushes, but obsessed in a more productive manner. If you have a serious weight problem and an unhealthy relationship with food, like I do; you do have to become sort of obsessed with losing weight. You constantly have to find new ways to stay on track, write down EVERYthing you put in your mouth, and consciously make an effort to put healthy eating above daily mood swings and life changes. Regardless of all the things going on around you, you constantly have to be mindful of the fact that you are making healthy lifestyle choices in an effort to lose weight. I know I make it sound like a daunting task…but really it is. However, if you are lucky, you are far enough in your process, that you acknowledge the fact that although it is a daunting task, it’s possible, and you don’t have to figure it out on your own. For me, there are motivational books, blogs, prayer and of course the Weight Watchers program to help me through my journey. Sometimes I’m in denial and think I don’t need all of that stuff. I tell myself I know Broccoli=Good and French Fry = Bad. But for severely overweight people is goes a little deeper than that. I’m finally getting to the point that I’m okay with that. So does this mean that I’ve found the golden key, and the weight will miraculously begin to melt off? Not necessarily, but I do feel like I getting to a new level in my journey.
I saw my arch nemesis, soft chocolate chip cookies in the kitchen at work today, and I walked right past them. When I walked past again, they were out of the box, and seemingly on display. Did I want some? Sure, but did I feel this compelling force inside that made me feel like I had to have them and that I “deserved a treat.” Nope! It felt really good to be in that place. Just like last night, about midnight, I felt like I wanted “something” to eat. I had already used my daily WW points and I wasn’t truly hungry anyway. I drank some water and went to bed. It’s the little successes like this that I’m beginning to appreciate because eventually all of these seemingly small victories will turn into a huge reward. So as Marianne said in her book, I may not be thin yet and I may not see progress on the scale just yet, but I can take comfort that I am finally at “the end of the beginning.”