Little Pony (Sound's like a Native American name
I grew up slender and healthy...even somewhat athletic. But between 28 and 32, PCOS kicked into high gear and sent me a weight gain curve ball.
In college I could eat an order of fries, an order of onion rings and drink a chocolate shake for lunch and not gain weight. As the weight crept on, I tried one thing after another...eventually (like at 212lbs), I started to panic.
Finally at 231 lbs, I found a TCM doctor who helped me with my PCOS and got me started losing weight. I got to 205-207...then got pregnant (THAT was a huge surprise!).
My post pregnancy weight was 245, I got down to 213-215 then had knee surgery. I was recently back up to 239.
So what was that one thing?
It wasn't one thing for me.
It was a number of things. #1 Looking in a full lenghth mirror and truly seeing me the way I am now (instead of the way I see myself in my head, with skinny knees and a waist).
#2 Realizing that I'm worth it. I'm worthy of being healthy, being able to look in the mirror and like what I see. But moment to moment, I'm worth putting healthy portions of healthy food into my mouth. I'm worth more than a half a gallon of ice cream shoveled in with my eyes glued to the TV. That's not respectful of the gift I've been given - my body, my soul, my health.
#3 The support here. There are ladies here who help me change all of those "unworthy" negative thoughts and feelings to positive ones. Knowing that today I'd have to report how my weekend went, how my workout's gone today, etc...that motivates me. I don't feel like I'm "reporting" to some skinny person. I'm volunteering to be accountible to people who've been there and are just waiting to cheer for me. If there's nothing to cheer about...they have gently steered me back to postive thought.
I really would have rather taken a nap at lunch today. I would have liked more than 3/4ths of a bowl of soup for lunch after my workout. I'm peeing like a racehorse because of all the water I'm drinking, but I'm actually proud that I've had half a gallon of water already today...besides, the extra walks to the ladies room are "free exercise."
Honey, you let me stop in IL on my way to vacation in Wisconsin and I'll...NOT kick you in the butt, I'll give you the biggest hug you've ever had and laugh and cry with you. Look in the mirror. See that wonderful woman? You are a princess.
Don't EVER forget that. YOU are a PRINCESS. Why aren't you treating yourself gently, like royalty? Treat yourself the way you'd treat a friend who's trying to lose weight...with kindness and respect, with love and support.
(With the help of the ladies here, that's what I'm doing...not trying, doing.)