There are times in life when you just have to throw in the towel.
I threw the towel in the ring a few weeks ago when it comes to battling with my weight.
Up and down the scale, always focused on what I should and shouldn’t eat is absolutely mind-blowingly exhausting.
My closet looks like a store for funeral attire. wearing so much black to look slim, squeezing into spanx so the bulge doesn’t show and God forbid if someone saw the tears I shed when the scale goes up again.
It’s enough. I’ve had enough and I finally made the conscious decision that I will no longer diet.
I don’t consider this a failure in any way, quite the contrary it is an absolute victory in the acceptance of myself (Fully).
The strangest thing happened once I made the decision to never diet again. Suddenly I had the freedom to eat whatever I wanted and I found at times I didn’t want to finish my plate or I decided I only wanted half a sandwich or I ate ice cream and felt no guilt.
I lost weight. Not a lot of weight but a bit of weight, apparently my body liked the idea of letting go of dieting.
I wear what I want, tight fitting, young looking, colourful or not. I am no longer a prisoner of my body and/or my mind.
I no longer make decisions about food based on emotions. Wow! I wish I would have done this years ago. It is absolute freedom to have all this space in my mind cleared up, which was once fully pre-occupied with losing weight.
I spent over 30 years not only on a diet but with a diet mindset, obsessed with each new diet tool that came out.
Most of the things I’m reading about not dieting any more encourage a lifestyle change but that is just a play on words. No diet, no lifestyle change it is all about acceptance. Who I am today is perfect, I don’t need to lose weight one bit.
The funny thing is no matter what size I am, do you know what doesn’t change? I’m still Gail.