Duped. Hoodwinked. Bamboozled. These were the feelings that used to be associated with my weight loss efforts. Things started off promisingly. I would drop 5+ pounds in the first week, but then my progress seemed to stall. 1 pound, 2 pounds on a good week, was more the norm and that just wasn’t good enough. With all of the hard work I was putting into all of this – skipping meals, feeling like someone was gnawing a hole in my stomach, sweating like crazy and looking like a fool in the gym – why was I getting such poor results? Maybe I cheated a little bit here and there but surely that wasn’t enough to ruin everything! Or was it?
Most of the time, it just didn’t seem worth it. Why was this so hard? Other people lost weight so effortlessly. What was I doing wrong? All of these were questions I found myself asking over and over again without ever finding answers…until I finally reclaimed my power and took my journey into my own hands.
FACT #1: I had been lied to by an industry that had a vested interest in me staying where I was. Think about it. If you continue to struggle with your weight, who benefits?
FACT #2: Up until February of 2008, I had not been taking 100% responsibility for my health. Sure I took some positive steps, but the truth is I was still letting myself off the hook. I was playing the victim card.
For now, let’s focus on Fact #2.
Taking full responsibility did not mean that I acted as though there were no outside factors that influenced my life. It simply meant that I refused to give those factors the final say. I was the captain of the ship, not my boss and his unrealistic demands, my fickle feelings or even the numbers on my digital scale. I couldn’t always choose my circumstances, but I could always choose how I responded to them.
I would no longer let myself to be bossed around by what others said or did or even the crazy things I said or thought to myself. I strived to be grounded in truth and let truth be my measuring stick. I challenged myself to look at the facts and nothing but the facts, because unlike me, my feelings, and my well-intentioned crew, the facts didn’t lie. I was either cutting it or I wasn’t. If I wasn’t cutting it, I needed to go back to the drawing board and figure out where I went wrong. No more blaming. No more complaining. No more excuses. The responsibility of finding a way to succeed was mine and mine alone.
When I stopped making excuses, everything changed for me. I started thinking about solutions vs. problems. Focusing on solutions made me hungry for knowledge and not just in terms of the science of weight loss (yes there is a science!), but other aspects as well. I started to realize that having the proper mindset and learning how to control my emotions was just as, if not more important, than understanding how to calculate my daily calorie deficit. Changing my way of thinking changed everything. It can do the same for you.
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