Why does losing weight have to be such a battle. I can stay motivated for a while, but then I throw all care to the wind and consume large quantities of chocolate chips without a second thought. And this is after I have worked really hard for 4 weeks and lost some serious poundage. I just don't get it. I think my body likes being at my current weight and starts to rebel when I threaten it. You would think that (a) being the fattest person in the exercise classes I attend, (b) having a class reunion this summer, (c) telling myself I look like a barn every time I pass by a full-length mirror, (d) having a person I thought was fatter than me pass on a pair of her pants that were too big for her - would be big motivators. But no...chocolate chips jump in and blur the vision I had of my skinny self without fail. Every time I watch a commercial with delicious food on it, I go into stage 1 of the grief cycle knowing I can't possibly ever eat it without feeling copious amounts of guilt. I guess I'm doomed. . .Maybe if there were a Weight Watchers fairy that put a new pair of shoes under my pillow (who cares that you couldn't sleep!) every time I lost a pound? Or, if my colleagues were to stand and clap and throw confetti upon my entrance each morning when the scales had been good to me. Maybe a picture of my cellulitic belly posted on the chocolate chip package? What is it going to take???
You have made so many beautiful things and you seem to go to such beautiful places! I really think our bodies sabotage us and won't let us relinquish a nice comfortable weight.
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