10 Pounds

The other day I hit my first two goals. One, to get out of the 240s. Two, to lose 10 pounds. I've been thinking about those ten pounds and in the grand scheme of things, that is 10% of my weight loss journey complete. It seems so small when I look at it that way, so I changed my perspective. Here's what those 10 pounds, my 10% accomplished....

1) I made huge strides in my mental health. Going from thinking I was not good enough to starting to realize that not only am I good enough but I'm more than deserving of a healthy life.

2) A healthy life doesn't equal torture and deprivation. It means dedication and discipline, both of which really aren't bad at all once you're committed to them.

3) I have the ability to say no to foods I want. This is huge for me. I thought I would have to abstain from every single bad choice instead of working the bad in with the good.

4) Who I was is not who I am now. My past does not define me.

5) Last, but not least I can do this. One pound, one choice, one meal at a time. I. Can. Do. This.

I hope you noticed that none of these related to my physical weight or size. This journey is bigger than the scale or the clothes. I see that now. It's taken me a long time to get this far but I've also come a long way and I'm finally feeling comfortable in my own skin. Unashamed to be me (most days anyhow.)

So my point is this: whether it's 1 pound, 10, 100 or more...each one counts and each loss is worth celebrating. More than that...if I can do this...so can you. In a while I will be 90% there, looking for my final 10 pounds. I wonder what I'll say then....

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