Friday, February 08, 2013
I didn't even realise she was a pusher, I thought she was just being friendly and not leaving me out after offering the sweets to everyone else.
But when I said no she shook the tin, making the sweets rattle. "Go on, just one."
I said no again.
So she walked over to me and shook the tin right in front of me.
I said no thanks, I have gum at the moment.
She hovered there for a few more seconds. Then finally took the tin away.
Why do people do that? What could she possibly gain from making me eat a sweet after I've already said I don't want one?
I'm even more confused because she's the one who's been giving me all the compliments about my weight and health. If you think I look better now, stop trying to make me look the way I used to!
Anyway, today (fairly obviously) I love my strong will. Some would call it stubbornness, which I actually don't mind. If stubbornness is what it takes to reach my goals then I will be stubborn as a mule. Mind the kick : p It was my strong will that moved me up to Glasgow even though I'd never been before and didn't know anyone, and found my Home.
It was my strong will that let me walk into a salsa class completely on my own and join in. I don't quite know who I would be without salsa.
It's my strong will that's lost me 20 lbs and will get rid of the other 13.
I love it, always have and always will.