A friend recently paid me a compliment. She congratulated me on “figuring things out” regarding eating, exercise and weight maintenance. While I am appreciative of how she perceives my existence, it has nagged at me.
Before I lost weight, I distinctly remember having friends or acquaintances who slimmed down, and thinking that they had broken through to the “other side.” You know, the side where you just have it figured out, where you magically are able to balance what you eat with how much you exercise, where you know when to stop eating and where you’re not tempted by sweets and treats. I remember being quite envious of their newfound enlightenment and wondered if or when my time would arrive. (Trust me, I begged and pleaded with my own brain to figure it out.)
The fact of the matter is there is no “other side.” There is no magical enlightenment that happens that allows me to effortlessly make sound decisions. Even though I have maintained my weight loss for nearly 3 years, it’s still requires effort. It requires effort every day… every single day… every single darn day.
But what’s the alternative? The alternative is to be somewhere I’ve already been, and somewhere that I’ll hopefully never return. Thanks to a friend who traveled this same road 13 years earlier, from nearly the beginning, I had the understanding that this is a life-long journey. If weight loss and maintenance has an end point (i.e. a goal weight), limited success is possible, but life-long success is unlikely.
The point of this post is that I know and accept that this will require work every day of my life. Though I do it for myself, I also do it for these munchkins, two of three pictured here.
Yes, some days, weeks or months might be harder, some will be easier. And in a twisted way, I enjoy it. I enjoy learning new things, challenging myself and talking with friends about our collective journey.
Is it work? Yes.
Is it worth it? Absolutely!
I wouldn’t change a thing.