Keeping focused, not getting discouraged.
Photo by Chris Lu
I’ve lost all of my baby weight and now I’m trying to lose the weight that I was trying to lose before I got pregnant.
When I look at the bigger picture, I’m happy, I’m excited and I know I’m on to a very good thing. Since the end of March, I’ve lost 22 pounds / 10 kilograms. That’s a number that you can’t turn your nose up at.
I’ve also gone down three jean sizes from a 33” to a 30”. Not too shabby.
So you’d think I have a huge cause for celebration, right? Well, that’s when moving from big picture to the detail causes problems. Tonight, I was scrolling through my Instagram feed and I realised that I’ve lost 4 pounds in the month of July. Four pounds is good and I’m happy with that, but I had a moment where I started to beat myself up and think that I could have done more and that what I was doing wasn’t good enough.
Then I paused, shook my head and took a deep breath. This isn’t a diet, it’s not a fad – it’s something I’m doing for life. I’m trying to set a good example for my son by living a healthy, vibrant lifestyle.
These things take time.
I need to enjoy my life, have the odd indulgence, have a glass of wine at the end of a challenging day. These things mean that the numbers on the scale don’t down so quickly.
But they’re going down. And I’m embedding all of my new food and exercise principles into my life in the right way. And I’m enjoying life.