Another long run finished today. I guess speed training this week was a success since I finished 8 miles in 73:10 a new fast time for me ;). I am elated, I am excited. I am still kind of wobbly in shock. In 27 days I will be
here running my first half marathon!
It still does not seem real. This journey it has been long, I am approaching my 1 year anniversary with Weight Watchers and my new lifestyle and sometimes I feel like I am living in a dream. It has been a long 11 months and I have learned so much and I am so grateful.
It seems like just yesterday I was huffing and puffing while walking up the stairs to put my daughter to bed or change the laundry. Feels like I was just spending the night crying because another outfit I loved did no longer fit. I can still hear the words in my head "you fat bitch" the favorite dis people would use. I can still feel the sorrow and disgust I felt every time I looked in the mirror. They were dark days and they haunt me. I was so unhappy for so long.
If you see me now you would not even know that girl existed. I show people pictures of the old me and they do not believe it is even me. Its crazy. It makes you realize how much you have accomplished and when you do realize it that day, it hits you like a ton of bricks. I never knew that what I was doing was going to have an impact on anyone. I started going to Weight Watchers because I was tired of being fat. I never thought, never honestly imaging that it would turn into a total life changing event and make me this happy and this free.
It still seems surreal to me and it is still like I am living in a dream. I wonder when I will wake up and the old body will be here. I still reach for an XL or search for my old sizes. I still feel fat sometimes. And you know what? I am grateful for it all. I am grateful that I went through it because I know I will never allow myself to get like that again.
I think about those size 18 pants hanging in my closet every time I feel I am tempted or feeling an urge to binge. I will keep them as a reminder of what the alternative is and that food is just food. In no way shape or form am I perfect. Do I still have urges to binge? Of course. Do I still want to dive into a gallon of ice cream? Yes. But I am working, working ever so hard to fight them and remind myself of how happy I am without those things and for the most part its working.
Really this turned into all the mixed jumbled thoughts racing in my head sorry! but it feels good to get it out ;)
Do you ever doubt yourself? Or do you still live in the past?
Just remember... Anything is possible if you believe in yourself.