Why does maintaining weight have to be so hard? Why do we have to be so obsessed with “getting to our goals”? So, it’s Feb 17th. I am weighing in around 165. It’s so easy to put weight on, isn’t it? It’s so easy to reach for that chocolate or other guilty pleasure!
This past summer, I was at an all time (adult) low weight. 143. It was too unrealistic to be at that weight. I’m 5′10″ and not small boned. My comfortable weight was around 150-155. It wasn’t until a couple weeks ago that I was sitting at my computer and a friend was over. My stomach was spilling out of the jeans I had on and I had to grab a blanket to cover it up because I felt so uncomfortable in my own skin. I’ve said this before, but I’ve always been worried about my weight, even when I shouldn’t. I must have some kind of body image problem…well not must, but I do have a body image problem. But looking back, at 150, I was comfortable. Did I always have good days and think I looked good? no, certainly not, but the days of feeling fat were fewer and further in between! Now…it’s every day. Many times a day. ugh, why must it matter so much (to me)?!!
I have a great family, good friends, kids who love me for me and not for my weight. I have a husband who will spend hours trying to convince me that I’m beautiful and even go as far to show me pictures of woman “before skinny was in” to show me that woman are beautiful with curves and meat on their bones! When did I develop this WANT to be rail thin?! A long, long time ago, I can tell you that much! and I would NEVER wish having a bad body image onto my daughter! Never!! I’m so grateful that for some reason, unknown to me, when I had kids, I stopped talking about how bad I looked. And trust me, It used to be constant. I’m very open with my body in that I’ll get dressed in front of my 5yr old girl and if she has questions about my body, I tell her and I never say what I’m thinking! For some reason, that part of me who was always down on myself (vocally), has stopped in front of my kids, and I’m so so glad!
Ugh, anyways, I’m pretty sure no one comes here anymore, I just needed to vent to myself. I’m not promising I’m going to lose weight, or even promising I’m going to try. That would be a lie. But I do know that I’m not comfortable with a muffin top hanging over my jeans! Maybe I’ll eat a little less and walk a little more….who knows!………………it’s a hard battle!