I recently stumbled on some KICK butt WW blogs that are really giving me some inspiration.
On almost all of them, the women (sigh, the majority of weight sufferers are inevitable of the female variety—see future blog on my theory) discuss their “last straw moment”. You might know this moment. I think most of us do.
It is when you walk past a mirror and you gasp.
When you feel so fat in your pants you want to lay down on the ground and just refuse to live; because you don’t really want to go on, at least not looking like this.
The sad part about this whole thing is that I don’t have a last straw moment. I have fifteen to five hundred last straw moments. These things haven’t just happened to me once or twice—they have hit me every two to three months since fourth grade.
One of the best things about the weight loss blogging community is that they too have failed repeatedly. And unlike the you-pay-us-to-change-your-life corporations, they are honest about their struggles. They will tell you the hard, sad facts:
No one can help you but you.
You can’t pay your way to weight loss.
You can’t whine your way to weight loss.
You’re gunna have to fight.
You’re gunna have to fight fucking hard: every. Single. day.
That being said, it can be a fun ride. Who doesn’t like a little competition? We all know it is hard to fight ourselves, but then again, there is nothing like proving yourself wrong.
So there is today’s mantra. Know that this is not an overnight process. Google “ww blog” and know you’re not alone.
And as always…
Love it. Live it. Lose it.
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