On a bit of a more serious note today, this is something I haven’t ever really written or talked much about because it’s still so new to me. So bear with me while I describe some of the challenges and honest truths about my experience with weight loss. Don’t worry—this is but a brief interlude of seriousness. I’m feeling contemplative this morning. I’ll be back to my sassy, snarky self tomorrow. 😉
Around this time just one year ago I was in the beginning stages of eating right and exercising. One year later I can happily (and with quiet pride) say that I’ve lost 110lbs. from August 2011 to today. It’s not something I made a huge fuss about. I’m generally a pretty private person about the stuff that matters (and when I say that I mean it, not to subtly seek attention like some other self-proclaimed “private” people out there). So there was no big announcement that I planned on finally getting in a committed relationship with eating right and working out. I started out slowly: amending my eating habits, adding in routine exercise, and filling my head with every cliché mantra in the book to keep myself motivated.
The thing about losing this much weight though…it’s obvious. You don’t lose the weight of almost an entire person without people taking notice. …And this was and is one of the hardest parts of it for me. Sure, it’s gratifying to hear that people think you look great and that your hard work is showing, but I also find it embarrassing. It really puts into perspective just how big you were before. I find myself a little mortified by the shocking before and after those around me have witnessed. Don’t get me wrong—I know I’m awesome for what I’ve accomplished—but the shame that it took me this long to get in shape and take care of my body will take more than a year to overcome. This is a LOT of change to get used to!
The mental aspect of weight loss is the part that people overlook. All that stairmastering, running, weight-lifting, sweating, stepping on/off the scale, and having a closet full of clothes that are too big are typically the issues that get all the spotlight. There’s something exciting about these physical challenges though, because there’s a clear pot of gold over that sweaty, frustrating rainbow. The mental stuff takes some getting used to. I don’t weigh 250lbs anymore. I’ve never been healthier or happier than I am right now. I routinely opt for fruits and veggies over junk food without feeling faced with a Sophie’s Choice scenario. There’s a lot of positive change in this to process. I’m still getting accustomed to being a lot smaller in my own skin.
In the occasional future post, be on the lookout for more insight on weight loss tips, tricks, and advice. Having lived (and still living!) through it, I know what it’s like, and I hope my experiences with it might help out anyone trying to lose weight or eat healthier.
Have you dealt with similar struggles with your weight, food, or fitness? Let me know!