Friday, October 04, 2013
I like blogging. I might not be good at it. I might not have anything relevant to say. I might not make any sense to anyone at all. But it helps me put my thoughts out there. I can type it all up and drop in on the page and sometimes it helps me see things a bit more clearly. I find it to be a helpful tool. Sometimes it's happy and helpful, sometimes just frustrations and obstacles and other times a cry for help.
So, why haven't I been doing it? I post on two sites and I have found on one of them there is guaranteed to be a lecture. No matter how positive, upbeat, successful, happy, inspiring, whatever, there is a lecture. And it's not just me. I have been quietly lurking behind the scenes, still participating and finding inspiration from my fellow health seekers on both sites. I see that same lecturer is doing the same thing to other people and I felt as bad for them as I had for me. Happy blog? Let me tell you how to be happier. Lost some weight? Here's why you could have lost more. It brings you down.
I felt bad. I felt like I was doing something wrong every time I posted. I must be right? Otherwise, why would there be a lecture. An indication that I'm not doing things well or right? The 'let me tell you what to do' on every single post was discouraging and made me not want to share.
That's over. I do know what I'm doing or I wouldn't be down over 75 pounds. I might not be at goal or a Lifetime Weight Watcher yet but I am still a SUCCESS! I work hard for results. I am aware of my choices-and they aren't always good ones- and don't need to be told that it's not enough when I am showing positive results. I will not let one person bring me down and keep me from sharing when I can help someone else. I like to share things that I learn because learning is the way to go. Knowledge is power and it leads to success. Knowing you are not alone, that others have felt what you feel, been where you are, struggled where you have struggled and give a pat on the back or a shoulder to cry on is simple support. We all need it. It is what can keep us going.
I have the knowledge. I learned it form those who shared openly, in articles, blogs, books, magazines, Weight Watchers and Sparkpeople. I have support in many forms in person, online, family and friends. I am going to join that wonderful group who shares what they have learned and helps others. I won't be chased away. I'm going to keep going and take as many with me on this path as I can.
Success is ours!
Thursday, September 19, 2013
I was talking to a friend today about how frustrated she is with her current weight. She has tried various methods to lose but always gets frustrated with plateaus and drops out. She has been a Weight Watcher, has joined several fitness classes, walks regularly, tries diets, programs and anything that is suggested to her. She grows tired of it when it is working slowly.
This made me start thinking about what has helped me to be successful and to stick with it, even through the slow parts. The more I thought about it the more I started seeing it as a box full of tools.
I'm sure I'm not the only one who uses that term. I've likely heard it before and it stuck in my subconscious. Now I have built a mental image of it to match.
In my mind's eye I see a large purple duffle-like bag bulging with tools. I have Weight Watchers, I have Sparkpeople and all the people associated with both. I have a supportive boyfriend at home and my family also. I use the internet to search for workouts, recipes and any other helpful hints. I started a Facebook page for my Weight Watchers group and picked up a Fitbit to be sure I am logging everything I can. I have Wii Fit and Exerbeat programs to workout with. Videos online and dvds.
The best tools that I use aren't any of these. It's me. I have determination. I have commitment. I have trust in myself. I believe I can and so I will.
I know it's hard to have those. I doubt. I get frustrated. I throw it out the window some days and eat bad stuff just because I'm frustrated. I sit on my backside for a whole day sometimes.
I start over the next morning. I get up and start my day with a healthy breakfast, go to work and find a way to get a little extra fitness in. I take the long way around to the water cooler. I side step at my workstation. I do an extra 10 minutes of kickboxing or walking or whatever.
I won't give up. I don't want to let my friend give up either. I hope I can give her some of the support that she needs. I have faith in her. I hope she learns to have faith in herself.
Get An Email Alert Each Time SLRASSLL Posts