Here I am…stuck in the middle.
I shouldn’t stay stuck. I just am in the middle. 26 weeks into a goal I was convinced would take 52. Understand that that number was based on nothing but a calendar year. It wasn’t science or math or anything useful.
I’m not thrilled with my progress but, honestly, I’m not built to be thrilled by much. I gave myself 52 weeks but I hoped it would take 48…or 36…or 28. You see no amount of time is good enough for weight loss and fitness. I want to be done NOW.
But the truth is I will never be done. I know that and you do too.
And I don’t mean that I will never achieve my goal. I will. (Although it may take me 2 friggin years!) It just means that I know that this is a lifetime process. And, yes, I know all dieters say this – “It’s not a diet! It’s a lifestyle!” But these decades of struggle have taught me a thing or two. I know that losing and maintaining will always be hard. I pray it’s not always as hard as it is right now. I pray that I learn from my mistakes rather than repeating them. And I pray for the patience to endure and enjoy this journey no matter how long it takes.
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