Sunday, March 31, 2013
Admittedly I'm scared to do this whole 'let's lose weight!' thing. I've tried in the past. Atkins, South Beach, liquid diets, even the contemplation of not eating at all used to be a part of my daily life and through diets, I managed to keep myself at 160 pounds all through my adolescent life. Not too heavy, yes but as a teenager, I felt like a planet.
I moved away from those diet influences and then gained 50 pounds, upping my weight to 210. I got sick and lost 7 pounds last month and then I realized I wanted to lose more. I wanted not to get back to 160 but to get down to the healthy weight of 140.
I sit here now, unsure of how to start and what to do. As I stated earlier, I'm scared. I'm scared I'm going to fail or give up. I'm scared that my progress won't be noticeable. However, the possible benefits I will reap have louder voices than my fears. The benefits of confidence, of health, of not hating myself everytime I look in a mirror and the benefit of not getting depressed whenever I went shopping.
With perseverance and help from friends, I hope I can do this. I hope this new start will not be like a firework: Flashy, loud, pretty, but instantly put out.