Friday, May 04, 2012
I re-started this journey 4 months ago. Weighing 308#, I was tired of it, and set about formulating a plan for change. I've spent the last 4 months educating myself and putting my plan into action. And I've learned a lot. But one thing I've learned has surprised me. You see... every goal I set for myself reflected a number on the scale. Every. Single. One.
Goal #1 - get under 300#
Goal #2 - lose 70# in 2012
Goal #3 - Reach ONEderland
Goal #4 - Reach goal weight
See what I mean? All about the scale.
3 months ago, a friend emailed and told me that my journey had inspired her to join a gym and get into shape. She was SLIGHTLY overweight to begin with. Today I met her for lunch, and she looks FANTASTIC! Seriously... tiny, fit, beautiful. Wearing a size that I can only dream of. And you know what? SHE was inspired by ME. SHE said she admired ME. SHE complimented MY success. How is that possible? Yes, I've lost 39# since January 3rd. But I'm still 269#. Not exactly the model of health and fitness.
I thought about this all day. I realized that I was measuring success simply by the scale. My friend reached her goal weight in the last 3 months, and in my mind that somehow made her more successful than me.
But is she? Really? She overcame her challenges and worked hard. So have I. She makes choices every day about how much to move, and what to eat. So do I. She's lost 21#. I've lost 39#. We've both gained muscle, lost fat, increased our self confidence, and worked to make long-term changes in our lives. How am I less successful than her? Because of a number on the scale? That's just stupid.
Tonight I bought a pair of size 22/24 pants that fit perfectly. 4 months ago, I was wearing a 30/32. That means that I have been successful in making progress! I AM SUCCESSFUL. Here's the truth people: this journey continues as long as you're breathing. Whether you're at goal weight, your highest weight, or somewhere in between. It's not over until it's over. It's about the choices you're making TODAY that deem you successful or not. Not about the choices you made yesterday.
I am just as successful as my beautiful, sweet, size 0 friend. And I'm going to be this successful tomorrow, too. And the day after. And the day after that one. I know I'll have days that feel like failure. But I'll pick myself up, dust myself off, and get back on much track. And to me, THAT is success.