Since Christmas, the vibe on social media,
how everyone is going on a diet. They
need to lose weight and a diet will fix everything. "Oh, I've lost 3kg this week, in only a
week" "I'm fat, I need to lose
At the end of 2012, while sort of
committing to swimming in a team. I
notice this peculiar thing. My body
shape was changing. Clothes started to
fit better, and I actually took notice of what I was eating because I didn't
want this great feeling going away. Yep,
I was still having chocolate but instead of having the whole 250g block in one
sitting, I'd only have a little. (It's a
miracle how long it lasts when you do that)
I didn't feel guilty about eating it.
I enjoyed.
By January 2013, wow I was feeling so
good. Clothes loose, working hard at
training. Still had my curves but there
was more shape and I started to like me.
Because before my light bulb moment, I wasn't really getting on with
myself.
Then I thought I'm doing so well, I'm going
to get those scales to tell me how good I've been. BAMMMM end of happiness. I was
heavier even though clothes loser and I felt great. My coach has always explained muscle is
heavier, skip the scales....but at that moment in time, it was the end of my
world. Then, after self pity, the whole
why me crap (it's never a good thing) I
decided me and my scales had to part ways and this is what I said:
8th February
2013
Dearest Scales
You have long
been my nemesis. You go UP, Down, UP,
down; yes, at some point I have to take responsibility. So I am.
I will no longer be governed by your numbers and how you make me
feel. When I eat right, exercise, my
clothes begin to feel lose. I feel
amazing.
Yet when I step
on you, your numbers tell a different story.
You then get
into my happy head space where I was feeling amazing, and because I’m an
emotional eater. I binge, say why do I
bother and eat crap food and don’t exercise.
Then I feel like crap again. I
step on you and the numbers stay the same.
Arrrrrrrrrgh. Frustration.
So you know
what. I know I’m responsible for me. It
takes baby steps, to get to the end goal.
I’m not going to be ruled by you anymore. My happy head space belongs to me. I’m going to have chocolate, beer, red drink
when I want, and not feel guilty because I’m learning a new word; it’s called
moderation. I’m going to trip up now and
again but that’s ok.
I love the fact
that tennis doesn’t seem like exercise because it’s fun. Being crazy at beach boot camp, running up
crazy hills stuffs me. But I’ve achieved
something. Yet I’m sure you’d tell me differently. I may be puffing like billy the train but I
gave it a go. I’m happy I did.
So, it may take
me one, maybe two years to reach my goal of all over 14. But I don’t care, you’re not going to be
there to make me feel unhappy because I might have had one or two bad weeks,
months. I have wonderful supportive
people around me. Super coach. Who are there on good days and the bad days
when kryptonite cripples my super girl powers.
So I’m just
going to roll with the punches; I’m only human with a touch of super girl. Not perfect, never will be. Life is too short to get hung up by numbers
on a scale. If you are giving it a go,
eating healthily, and exercising, I’m going to be in that positive/happy place.
Bring on the
day I can go and pick off the rack my size 14 Wayne Cooper (or other designer)
straight dress. I’m going to get there
without your help. Adios amigo, goodbye,
ciao, bye bye, may the dust now cover your screen in retirement.
Yours
faithfully
And that is that. No more scales, the only use they get from me
is weighing my luggage when I travel.
Yes, I'm tempted every now and again to jump but there, my will power is
strong, and tape measure, clothes, positive people, loving life and my happy
head space are my friends.
Everyone is different, and we all do the
diet things for different reasons. I
just wish society would stop with the word diet and quick fix options and go
for the "lifestyle" change that you can live with everyday. Make those little changes over time that will
sustain and be better healthier you. Be
happy with the clothes, fuel you put in your body, exercise you do, whatever it
is. Most of all be comfortable in your
own skin. There are a lot of pressures
we put on ourselves today; by society, social media and in general being harsh
on ourselves for minuscule things.
Instead of living healthy, enjoying life, being positive and not getting
hung up on all the crap (little things).
In the end the choice is yours. If you are really honest with yourself, and
look within, you know if you are doing the best you can, to live a healthy
lifestyle. (I said healthier, not
perfect.) If you aren't, are YOU going
to change or stay the same? It is up to
YOU and no-one else. Never forget we are
all only human, and life is a roller coaster of ups and downs. It's about making the best of the ride and most
importantly, enjoying it along the way. Everybody's'
path is different there is no deigning that, but try and make it an amazing
one.
Here's to happy healthy life, whatever YOU
choose. Oh, and a wee red drink and
chocolate, every now and again. (I hope,
not to get too excited on next social gathering. Then again there are no promises though; only
human :).)
Shell xo :)
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