Wednesday, April 10, 2013
I always knew I had some pretty great friends and family, but the last few weeks have made me realize that I am surrounded by some pretty great people in general! Since the middle of December, I have been tracking my food pretty much religiously and the last couple of months I have gone to zumba on a much more regular and frequent basis. The scale has dropped some, the measurements a little (but of course not as much as I would like). So I look at that and say to myself "well that's good, but not great...should be better." Do I know that this is not fair to myself and my hard work? Of course I do. It's still just so hard to push those thoughts away and celebrate the success I have had. Well, I think God is trying to tell me something. In the last 3 weeks or so, I have had probably at least a half dozen people that I only see on occasion (someone in my apartment building, another hospital employee, and 4 ladies from zumba) tell me that they have noticed that I've lost weight and that I look great. I'm trying to sincerely take those compliment to heart, even though my head wants me to say things like "well, yeah, but my hips still aren't getting any smaller" or "oh but I still have so far to go." And when one of my zumba instructors wrote on my Facebook wall and said "You're inspiring us all!" well, my head didn't want to believe that either.
But then I get a phone call from my dad. He tells me about his most recent appointment with his diabetes educator (he always wants to make sure his nurse daughter is in the loop). They did some med changes and had him start carb counting about a month ago. At the end of his update, he says "by the way, I weighed myself while I was there, and I am down 23 pounds from last time." While some of it is probably related to his meds and some of it was obviously water weight (I noticed at Easter that his ankles and feet were a lot less swollen), I was floored and SO PROUD! I don't know if I helped inspire him at all or not, but either way it put things into perspective for me. Yes, I still have a long way to go. Yes, I wish it was going faster. But, these are NOT reasons to beat myself up. Could I make some more changes, especially tweaking what I eat? Of course. And believe I will be trying. But no matter what, just the fact that I am working toward a better and healthier lifestyle is something to celebrate. And I need to enjoy and take to heart all of these compliments. Let them motivate me to keep going, instead of letting my head twist them into something bad. Here's to continued progress!