I love weight loss memoirs, ever since I read my first, The Adventures of Diet Girl by Shauna Reid, I have been hooked.
They can be hard to find, but to me, once they are found they are worth keeping and re-reading OVER and OVER again. They can be great motivation for me when I am feeling down.
I don't really look to them for advice (although I have walked away with some good tips). I know what worked for some people won't necessarily work for me. But, it is very nice to know that people have the same issues I do like backtracking and losing weight slowly over a large period of time, not insanely fast like in some reality T.V. shows.
The latest find is called Half-A$%ed by Jeanette Fulda. So far, I really love her sense of style in her writing. There was one part in particular that after I read it, I thought "wow, I need to post that snippit on my Sparkblog to share with others...."
This is from page Chapter Five, appropriately titled "Diet and Exercise." In it, Jeanette Fulda has become a bit frustrated that her MAJOR weight loss (30lbs in three months) has slowed down. She is pretty distraught until she has an epiphany.
"About a month after I'd cracked open my cookbooks and wiped the cat hair off my treadmill, I was driving down the highway home from work, thinking about what I would make for dinner. The Parmesan chicken recipe had been tasty and pretty easy, but I'd set out ground turkey to thaw, so I should probably make something with that.
As I sailed past the entrance to the movie theatre filled with buttered popcorn, I had a sudden revelation. I would be doing this for the rest of my life. No more stopping at White Castle for handle little burgers I could hold in one hand and devour as I drove home. No more laps around the McDonald's drive-through. No more stopping at Dairy Queen even though I had a coupon for a free Blizzard. Things had changed. Forever.
I had started the long process of brainwashing myself into healthier habits.
As the movie theater moved into my rearview mirror, I was overwhelmed with the idea that I'd be managing these habits for the rest of my life. I was going to live another ten to twenty years because of all this healthy eating too, so I'd be stuck doing it even longer.
This wasn't a "diet," it was a "lifestyle change." I didn't even know what the word "diet" meant anymore. Being on a diet implies that you will eventually go off the diet. I had decided not to do anything that I was not prepared to do for the rest of my life."
That last sentence really spoke to me!
She even goes on to write something that I've come to learn about myself too....
"'Don't get crazy" became my number one rule. When I was hungry, I ate. If I really, really, really wanted a food, I ate it. I didn't want to fixate on something I couldn't have only to binge on it later. I didn't count calories because I knew it would drive me insane, obsessing over every detail, although I did measure out reasonable portions for my meals. ....I'd enjoyed the temporary pleasure of ice cream and candies at the expense of feeling good all the time. All this healthy living was starting to make me feel alive. I'd never even realized I felt half dead."