What an incredibly interesting, inspiring thread this turned out to be - I've been following the discussion and it really stayed with me throughout the day.
I'm not sure that what is going through my mind really fits the question, but this is one aspect that I came up with when I considered my struggle with weight loss and gain, and with my body image, over the last 15 years or so. Because of another thread, I was also thinking about the other major lifestyle change that I made about four years ago (smoking cessation), and I remembered something that rings true for my weight loss efforts as well:
Rationally, I knew that smoking was harming me, and that I would be so much better off without it. I knew that because everybody knows that. But it was an abstract knowledge. I knew, but I had never *felt*, in my adult life anyway, what kind of improvements lay in store for me. How much my sense of smell would improve, how much I would appreciate not smelling of smoke, how constricted my breathing had become, how the urge to smoke added so much stress to my day instead of relieving it. I had tried quitting before, whiteknuckling it, pushing myself and failing miserably (but also somewhat elatedly - I didn't have to change, I was back on familiar ground, both with cigarettes and with feeling like a weak-willed failure...)
Then I quit for good, and it was painful at first, and it sucked lots of days, but I also began to
experience how much better I felt - I hadn't even known I didn't feel good before, because it was my normal state of being for 10+ years!
Sooo, long off topic story short, I find that this also applies to my weight loss experience. Throughout my teenage and adult life, I have been above normal weight, and I always yearned to be thin (or lately, just a healthy weight). I knew it was a desirable state - after all, that's what everybody tells you, that's what every magazine puts on their cover - but it was, and still is to some extent, an abstract. And at times it's just so very hard to work for an abstract when a very concrete emotional pain is driving you towards a very concrete chocolate cake.
But with time, and through trial and error (I too had my share of tiny Rice Krispy bowls

), you find the concrete good things in this journey. How exercise makes you feel, how real food fills you up and nourishes you, how you and your body can actually communicate your respective needs (I'm kinda excited about this last thing right now because I always felt such a disconnect). It does take a very long time, though. After 15 years of more, I think I'm finally starting to get somewhere - of course then again not everybody is so slow on the uptake...
Oh, and as for making choices and actually trying to lose weight, this one resonated with me very much - I think this where my problems were in the past and the most important thing I am learning right now.
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Originally Posted by kaplods
I've certainly been there. Sometimes I was even able to lose weight - for a short while. In a very strange way, when losing weight stopped being more important than practically anything but breathing, it became more doable. When I stopped worrying about it coming off FAST, I was able to keep it coming off consistently. It was when I refused to put my life on hold in order to diet, and instead incorporated healthy, but modest changes that I finally started succeeding in a way I never have before. I had to learn patience, and it took a very long time.