Saturday, May 14, 2011
I recently wrote about telling on myself. Not sliding quietly by in the shadows, particularly when I'm not really doing what I said I was doing. And not bothering to correct misperceptions.
Well, equally, there is another side. Today I hit my goal on the scale. 10 lb weight loss. I have been working toward this since March. And I find, I don't want to tell anyone. 'Maybe it isn't real.' 'Maybe I should wait to say anything until it stays there for a week or so, before I say anything.' 'Maybe I haven't really succeeded in what I set out to do.' 'Maybe it wasn't really that big a deal after all. It is only 10 lbs, and others have lost hundreds.'
I think that these strong tendencies to not value myself, and not value what I do accomplish play a huge role in my life. And keeping me stuck. And maybe not being as happy as I could be. Those strong prohibitions of not bragging (or complaining or asking for help) have been taken to such extremes. My head knows there is a difference between bragging, and saying out loud "You did something hard for you. Job well done Dawn." But inside it feels too similar.
So here goes. Today I reached my goal. 10 lbs. And I am proud of it and myself for sticking to it, and actually doing it. Job well done Dawn!