Yesterday was day 3 of my “sprint to the finish-line” and my dinner date sat across from me eating a cheeseburger, french fries, and ice cream… (he is 5 after all) and offering to share all of it with me.
In the past I would have made a lot of excuses and rationalized to myself all the reasons why I deserve to eat whatever I want and order my own heaping pile of fries because why not? It’s been a long day and “you deserve it” I would have said to myself.
But I’m happy to report — those french fries had no control over me. I had one I think? Maybe two? But I felt totally in control and that tasting one was not going to send me into a tailspin. It was so empowering! I felt like it was good evidence to myself that I’m breaking free of the chains of being SO attached to food. I’m proud of myself. I ordered a lettuce wrapped burger, which wasn’t 100% “on plan” for me because it had a few extra toppings, but overall I know I made a great choice. And I still lost weight when I checked this morning (which honestly was surprising to me).
I think my morning workouts really help me to stay accountable because when you start off the day doing something so healthy and good for yourself… you can’t help but want to keep that up during the rest of the day. Your body may be more hungry too and knowing how good it feels to eat well, and how crappy you’ll feel if you eat junk — that’s a powerful motivator to stay on track! Thinking about recovery from the last workout and fueling and prepping for your next workout.
And then today was another good day. I felt super overwhelmed and anxious this morning and was really tempted to eat extra stuff in an attempt to calm myself. But instead I decided to take some really big, deep breaths. I did a short arm workout video. And at one point I even took a little 12 min. nap when I had a window of free time. I also put on calming piano music. All those things were way more effective than food! It worked! I have to keep reminding myself of that because my habit is to go to food, but my brain needs NEW proof that other things are even more comforting and rewarding than food. That’s how you change a habit. Replace the action with an equally rewarding action.
I’ve been reading the book Made to Crave, and that has also been a huge help. You know when you read something that’s so powerful you have to stop reading to let it sit and soak into your heart for a minute? That’s what happened when I read this prayer the author wrote, suggesting you make it a daily prayer:
God, I recognize I am made for more than the vicious cycle of being ruled by food. I need to eat to live, not live to eat. So, I keep asking for Your wisdom to know what to eat and Your indwelling power to walk away from things that are not beneficial for me.
Isn’t that amazing?! What truth! I need to print this out and put it in my kitchen. Eat to live, not live to eat.
That’s the freedom I felt in that moment when the little guy I nanny offered me some of his fries. What a gift. What a grace to feel that freedom. Now I just have to keep living in it, keep choosing it!
(Other things I ate today… a shake cake “donut” and an omelet with chicken and veggies)
You Are Enough
Don’t ever forget that okay? You are beautiful and precious and deserve good things — and I can’t tell you that enough! Look I even dedicated a side-bar-box-thing to it. God has a plan and a purpose for your life and He died and rose again because He wants to spend forever with you! Okay, read on. Important reminder over.
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“The glory of God is man fully alive.” St. Irenaeus
What if you decided to finally lose the weight you’ve been trying to lose because you’re tired of not showing up in your world as your best, most energetic, vibrant self?
Tired of feeling distraught when the scale doesn’t show you a number that pleases you? I was too. Here’s how I stopped letting my weigh-in days affect my mood!
And then (as they do sometimes) my day sort of crumbled into a heaping mess and then the messiness dripped into the next day too… and soon enough I forgot about the photo. I forgot about my big, awesome, fitness accomplishment.