Sunday, March 24, 2013
The worst part of getting back on track is the realisation that I need to get back on track. It's looking in the mirror and seeing myself the way I really am. It's stepping on the scale and admitting that I really do weigh what it says. It's admitting that my jeans really are too tight.
It's arriving at the point where I commit to not lying to myself any more.
Then there's the wait. It doesn't happen over night. We all know that weight doesn't disappear the second we start eating right. I know it's about the journey and doing it up right; living healthy, eating right and exercising. But at the beginning of the journey, before we see any results, it's hard to see that we're doing it right.
I had a professor at university that used to repeat himself so often that I got so sick of hearing this: "All beginnings are hard". I hate to admit it, Professor Schuller, but you were right.