Friday, January 17, 2014
Towards the end of this past year, as my eating habits had spiraled out of control for the umpteenth time and I weighed the most I ever had in my life, I would look at myself in the full-length mirror every time I went to the bathroom at work and I would hate what I saw. Oddly enough, I don't think I necessarily looked all that different from a few months or even years prior, but I certainly felt different, and I didn't feel good. And that unhappy, uncomfortable feeling was written all over my face, all over my body.
Since December 30th, 2013, I have made it my goal to change my habits, change my way of life, so that those uncomfortable feelings didn't become a permanent state of being for me. I've changed my whole perspective on eating, exercising, and what is actually "healthy." I've put in the effort necessary to make real change without insisting on perfection. And In the past three weeks something really interesting has happened...I stopped hating what I saw in the mirror. Once again, I'm sure I don't actually look much different than I did three weeks ago, but suddenly when I look in the mirror, I think I look better, and I certainly look happier.
So apparently you don't have to wait the months or maybe even years it might take to reach your goal weight or fitness level to start to feel better. All you have to do is put in a little effort.