Friday, June 3, 2016

Getting it right in my head

I am grateful for Weight Watchers and all those I have been fortunate to "get to know" here online.

I've read several blogs about how getting off track is so difficult to come back from and so totally not worth it.

I'm grateful to you for helping me feel like I'm not alone. Thank you for sharing what you are doing to recover and to set yourself up for success as this has helped me to challenge myself to joining the "clean plate club".

I am grateful for my husband and his thought provoking questions into my mind and processing. My husband is a personal/business coach and he for the most part has been "hands off" in my personal journey for the simple fact that I'm his wife. But, when I asked him last night (after a beautiful day spent on the beach for our 26th anniversary), "if you were my coach, how would you help me get back on track?", well I opened that barn door wide!! The questions he asked me were direct and really had me thinking. With each question he removed a layer of dirt to get to the root. And then he asked me, "What scares you about losing the weight?" Wait, what? I'm not scared of losing weight. Am I? Turns out, I was. I was afraid to make it to my goal. I've spent a lifetime protecting myself with being overweight and I let the remarks of the few as I neared my goal cloud my view. Being in shape and thinner was like going to a foreign country and not knowing the language...I was floundering in the comments of "you're losing too much weight", "how are you going to maintain that", and even the ones of "wow, you're looking sexy"...scared the hell out of me.

I'm grateful that I now have given myself permission to be healthy, fit, and yes more attractive. I'm thankful that I have learned that what I do is for me and what other people think about what I'm doing is REALLY none of my business. I am worth it to take the time, money, resources and gumption that I have inside me and use whatever it takes to make it to MY goal. I'm grateful that I've learned that my fear of success WAS greater than my fear of failure. Failure was and is familiar. I'm thankful that I've tasted success...it is sweet!

My challenge is real. My desire is great. My strength is growing.