SirenSongWoman
Cathlete
Those of you who got fat and have struggled with your weight for many years will know what I'm talking about here.
Remember how you felt one day as you walked towards the double glass doors on a building and saw your reflection in the glass? You saw this big, fat chick and you were stunned. You thought 'Oh my God... that CAN'T be me... How did I ever become this... thing?... with bad hair?' Then, of course, you sort of mentally shrugged your shoulders because it's not like there was anything you could do about it right then. And when you got home, having forgot all about it, you had your usual pint of Hagen Daaz.
Well, as many of you know, I've lost a lot a weight and worked really hard to change my body comp. I am a work in progress but I have to share with you all what the opposite experience is like.
Yesterday, it was cold and I was wearing the pea coat I bought back when I was still fairly fat as I approached the glass doors at work. It's rare to approach those doors with nobody else around so the doors are usually not closed and I don't usually catch more than a tiny glimpse of my reflection - and after 20 years of being fat I tend not to look for my image. This time, though, I could see my reflection the entire length of the walk to the door and the shock just built as I got closer. Even in a too-big coat I was TINY. The image reflected was half the size it had been and my face and neck showed no traces of the fat chick who used to walk through those doors. Like before, I had a very strong feeling about what I saw, then shrugged and moved on with my day. But for that moment... WHAT A FEELING.
I'm not looking for compliments here. What I want is for those of you hurting and struggling to know there is a light at the end of the tunnel and if I got to it (almost), after 20 years, you can too! So if you're struggling with food and you really would be much happier chomping on Easter leftovers, chocolate eggs... whatever, than eating your two servings of vegetables and 4-6oz. lean protein, think about those glass doors. I can tell you cleaning up my diet was like some kind of drug withdrawl, and the struggle dragged on for months before I mostly lost the cravings and the need to stuff my face. But believe me, once your body gets used to quality food it gets to a point where it doesn't know what to do with junk, which makes steering clear of the stuff (most of the time
) so much easier. You'll know you're succeeding when you actually dig eating broccoli and cauliflower AS you're eating it. It's a horrible struggle to get to that point but it is soooo worth it. So if you're still struggling (someone always is) just STOP. Put down the chocolate bunny. It's time to get down to serious business, once and for all. Do it and I promise, when you see the new you reflected in a pair of glass doors, it will blow your mind.
Remember how you felt one day as you walked towards the double glass doors on a building and saw your reflection in the glass? You saw this big, fat chick and you were stunned. You thought 'Oh my God... that CAN'T be me... How did I ever become this... thing?... with bad hair?' Then, of course, you sort of mentally shrugged your shoulders because it's not like there was anything you could do about it right then. And when you got home, having forgot all about it, you had your usual pint of Hagen Daaz.
Well, as many of you know, I've lost a lot a weight and worked really hard to change my body comp. I am a work in progress but I have to share with you all what the opposite experience is like.
Yesterday, it was cold and I was wearing the pea coat I bought back when I was still fairly fat as I approached the glass doors at work. It's rare to approach those doors with nobody else around so the doors are usually not closed and I don't usually catch more than a tiny glimpse of my reflection - and after 20 years of being fat I tend not to look for my image. This time, though, I could see my reflection the entire length of the walk to the door and the shock just built as I got closer. Even in a too-big coat I was TINY. The image reflected was half the size it had been and my face and neck showed no traces of the fat chick who used to walk through those doors. Like before, I had a very strong feeling about what I saw, then shrugged and moved on with my day. But for that moment... WHAT A FEELING.
I'm not looking for compliments here. What I want is for those of you hurting and struggling to know there is a light at the end of the tunnel and if I got to it (almost), after 20 years, you can too! So if you're struggling with food and you really would be much happier chomping on Easter leftovers, chocolate eggs... whatever, than eating your two servings of vegetables and 4-6oz. lean protein, think about those glass doors. I can tell you cleaning up my diet was like some kind of drug withdrawl, and the struggle dragged on for months before I mostly lost the cravings and the need to stuff my face. But believe me, once your body gets used to quality food it gets to a point where it doesn't know what to do with junk, which makes steering clear of the stuff (most of the time
) so much easier. You'll know you're succeeding when you actually dig eating broccoli and cauliflower AS you're eating it. It's a horrible struggle to get to that point but it is soooo worth it. So if you're still struggling (someone always is) just STOP. Put down the chocolate bunny. It's time to get down to serious business, once and for all. Do it and I promise, when you see the new you reflected in a pair of glass doors, it will blow your mind.
