Thursday, August 07, 2014
It struck me today that after a year and 11 months of healthy weight maintenance there are a bunch of things I no longer fear.
I no longer fear the scale. Up a pound or down a pound, I know what to do.
I no longer fear a pool party or 'swimsuit season'. I own 3 swim suits and none of them promise to make me look í10 pounds thinner.Ē Iím happy to put them on.
I no longer fear going to the gym. Iím one of the crowd there. In fitness classes I keep up when I can and do my own thing when I think itís too much of a stretch for my current level of conditioning.
I no longer worry about what Iím going to where to my next Ďbig event,í nor do I wonder if it will make me look fat. I donít own a single pair of Spanx. I wear what I want and enjoy the party.
I don't fear having my blood pressure taken at the doctors. High or low I know I've done my part to be healthy. The rest is up to genes, meds should I need them at some point, and the inevitabilty of aging. It won't be my fault!
I'd like to think I could have felt this fearless at any weight, but the fact is I did not. I was uncomfortable at best, and ashamed at worst.
I don't miss these fears! Not a single one of them. Fears don't keep me on track; my healthy goals do.