These are the 4 basic principles I’ve found myself eating by during this pregnancy. I’m so glad that in the year and half prior to this, I’ve solidified the desire and love of healthy habits – which made these things come naturally to me.
Sometimes I still get nervous to share my before/after photos. I have this idea in my head that people will look at it and only see how overweight I had become. I fear they will judge me. I think of all things they “probably” think about me…
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?
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.
This all being said…I love my life so, so much and I love being busy and having lots to do. But the one thing I had to learn the hard way was that every day, first thing in the morning… it IS my turn to take care of ME first.
It’s almost time for bed and I love looking back on the day and realizing that I — a) drank enough water, b) stayed 100% on track with my nutrition today, c) exercised, and d) had great prayer time at Sunday Mass. Thankful for all this and more today.
Every once in awhile I have to very intentionally sit down and remind myself to stay strong, keep going, don’t give up… etc. etc. all-the-other-motivating-mantras. One of the ways I do that is by putting photos of myself side-by-side.
When I am consistently eating well, exercising, drinking lots of water, sleeping well… all those habits of health add up to me just simply being a better human. And better humans make better spouses. More energy means when we both come home from a long day of work, I can still be present and be a good listener.
Okay wow, I can’t believe I’m saying this. I’ve lost 30 pounds since January 1st!! So dang proud of myself.
See, that idea that I’m the fat kid is a limiting belief for me right now and it’s holding me back. It’s causing me to self-sabotage each time I get to my new “lowest” weight. I get to that new low and I start to feel guilty. I think I don’t deserve this.