When do we finally learn to except ourselves for who we are?
What if I will always be a size16? That’s just the way I am supposed to be? I have tried for 5 months now to try and get down to a size 14 but nothing seems to be working. Or am I just not trying hard enough?
My problem is I like food, I don’t want to eat the same thing every day and it be bland, boring and look disgusting.
I love cooking a variety of dinner for the week for my kids and husband so they don’t get board of their evening meals. My husband works long hours and works really hard, sometimes not eating until his evening meal so I like to make sure it is filling and tasty.
I don’t want to join a slimming group because I think it’s a waste of money to go and get weighed every week and then have to justify why you put on 1lb this week or only lost 1lb this week.
I am part of a boot camp group who is run by a personal trainer and we work out 3x a week. I have often messaged him to chat and he post things on instagram and Facebook about food and motivation. I see his clients and their transformation and think ‘wow, I wish I could do that and why is that not happening to me’. But I know the answer. It’s because I like food. I took photos of myself back in January and then again in April, May and today. I can see a very small change. I am fitter than I was. I can do a full sit up with a 10k weight. I can hold a side plank for 20 seconds. I can jog for 10 mins and not feel like I’m going to die. I have given up smoking. I have found out that if i eat white bread, pastry pizza etc I get yummy ache so I think I am a little wheat intolerant.
If I was just a size 14 would I be happy with my body or would I want them to be a size 12?
When will I accept who I am or will I ever??