I for one, got tired of fighting the scale. Tired of the numbers dictating my mood that given day. Tired of beating myself up for having that second helping. Tired of the whole diet machine. So, I said no to battling diets. I said no to the Battle of the Bulge.
Sure I’ve tried every diet under the sun. Well, except the grapefruit diet. That is just absolute madness. But I tried many diet plans and they never really stuck.
Weight Watchers comes to mind. I’ve gotten on that bandwagon more times than I care to admit. One year, my job at the time, decided we should have a Weight Watchers group right there at work. Yeah, cause that’s what I want. To weigh myself in front of my co-workers. As if there isn’t enough gossip around the water cooler.
Weight Watchers didn’t work for me because the whole concept of point-counting bordered on OCD. “How many points is this apple?” “How many points have I eaten today?” “Oh my gosh! I forgot to track how many points I ate today! What if I went over?” Now, I am not and never have been someone who writes down and analyzes what I eat. This whole concept just produced anxiety when I couldn’t remember how many points something was. Point tracking really teetered on the edge of a compulsive behavior that just wasn’t me. I am more of the “no more wire hangers” variety.
Sometime after my 30th birthday, I had that a-ha! moment. I stopped dieting. I stopped beating myself up about the reflection in the mirror. And, I lost weight. No, not because of a magic mirror! I just started eating healthy. I ate more fruits and vegetables. I substituted ground meat for turkey meat. I drank more water. I started going for walks. And the weight began to fall off.
The most important thing though that contributed to my weight loss was changing how I perceived my image. I’m a curvy girl. I am never going to be a supermodel or do the splits on a car in a Whitesnake video. I had to teach myself to be okay with my curves and embrace them.
I may have self-esteem issues in other areas of my life; after all no one is perfect. But my body image issues are truly a thing of the past. I’m okay with my weight and continue to incorporate healthy eating into my lifestyle. I refuse to play the diet game. I’ve won the Battle of the Bulge.