Small Victories
So this whole weight loss thing? Turns out it’s really hard. Humbling, eat-my-words hard.
In case you’re new to the party, I put on twenty pounds after getting married last fall, at which point I was already fifteen from my preferred weight. And if you slept through elementary school math, that means I recently found myself a solid thirty-five pounds overweight. Ouch.
I’ve never really had to lose weight before. This is not to say I’ve been some perfect skinny-mini my whole life. I’ve struggled with my weight over the years, like ya do, and I have a history of deep-seated body image issues. I’ve always been curvy and have probably felt truly okay with my body only twice in my life. Even at my worst, though, I was usually a mere five to ten pounds away from my personal ideal (heck, even fifteen felt manageable). I’ve never had so far to go to get back to where I want to be.
And before anyone gets all concerned that I’m too focused on the scale, please understand that, as much as this is definitely about wanting to look better (let’s keep it real), it’s also just as much about wanting to be and feel healthier. And even as I talk about “weight loss”, I do know the importance of muscle as it relates to metabolism and that it weighs more than fat, and I am keeping that in mind as I work toward being healthier. But I’ve also got to be honest with myself, and I know that my current poundage is not the healthy kind.
