Sometimes I get too wrapped up the the immediate. I look at my most recent weigh in progress booklet and only see a string up gains. Yesterday I finally had a loss. I managed to drop 1.8 pounds over the week. Not because I was perfect, but because I just tried a little bit harder. I tracked the first few days, everything I ate. I only had fast food twice. I went to the gym and yoga class. I tried to do a little bit better than I had been. I had to remind myself that I can’t throw all of my hard work away just because of a few slip ups.
Its like when I look at my weight progress for the last month, or even two or three or four months. I just see things going in the wrong direction.
This image is discouraging. Looking at it makes me want to give up. It makes me feel defeated.
But when I look at the bigger picture, I see how far I have come.
I’ve had some ups and downs in the last year and a half. That’s okay, that’s normal. Sure, I’ve had a flat tire for a little while, but that doesn’t mean I need to slash the other three. I’ve come a long way and learned a lot. I just need to remember to look at the big picture. At my meeting yesterday, I re-hit 20 pounds. I don’t usually celebrate when I re-lose something that I’ve already gotten a 5 pound star for, but this time I did. If I don’t celebrate these re-loses, I won’t have celebrated 20 pounds by the time I get to where I was last June – and that isn’t fair for me to do to myself. I will have worked just as hard as I did the first time. If it was anyone else I would say, “Celebrate! You did the work – twice! You deserve a little celebration!” It’s time I start treating myself the way I treat others, damn it.