This has come up a couple places recently. The question is am I my worst critic or my own biggest supporter? I know I used to be my own worst critic. Self doubt, negativity and low self esteem all combined to make me believe that things wouldn't... couldn't... get any better. But now that I have lost the weight, and improved my physical and mental health, I have proof that it can get better. It did get better, which means the negativity was a lie I was telling myself. I still have my low days. Days when I doubt my ability to maintain my weight loss and fitness. But those days are less frequent now. I can look at my accomplishments now and prove to myself that I CAN do this... I have DONE this. The only way I can mess up now is by giving up and going back to old habits. As the weather gets colder it is harder to motivate myself to get out to walk or run, but I still do it, because I like my life now, and getting out and walking is part of the healthy habits that make my new life possible. So, time to dig out the gloves and hat, dust off the Winter coat, and just get out there and go. I tell myself to "just keep moving!" So, I guess the answer is that I still have days when I tell myself things that I would never say to another person, but for the most part I am my own best supporter. Fear and self doubt cannot get a foothold in my head, because they get brushed away with all the good things I have managed to do in the last 2 1/2 years.
Even today, when my day got hijacked, I managed to squeak out over 120 minutes of fitness between dog walks, lunch and errands with mom, and a concert with mom this evening. (It was a great concert BTW... she said it was an oboe concert, which didn't really excite me, but mom wanted to go and I am her wheels these days, so... Anyways the oboist was this fun guy from Canada, who started out playing traditional classical music, but when he started doing gymnastics while playing it really livened up the evening! The second half of the concert he played Celtic music, and music from Canada. He also switched up instruments and played fiddle and electric guitar and sang. Talk about a wide variety! The oboist's name was Colin Maier, and he has an album out if anyone is interested in checking it out.) But I digress...
I got my fitness minutes and extended my streak another day. I think I am on Day 765. Someone told me the other day that that is no longer a "streak", but a lifestyle. I hope they are correct!
I had a big lunch today, but I wasn't hungry at dinner, so I just ate raspberries for dinner. I was organizing my cupboards today, and realized I have wheat berries, kamut, and squash. This means I can do stuffed squash. I will have to make it sometime this week. I also have the ingredients for beef and barley stew. I see some big batch cooking in my future. YUM!