Bellerine
Silver Member
This is my new diary for Phase 2 of my journey. I am finished with Baby Steps. Thanks to everyone for your posts and support. I have reached my first goal of 216.5lbs and its time to move on to the next phase of the diet. My new goal is 195 lbs and I want to lose that 21.5 lbs in six weeks.
I am scared. Its scary starting a new diary and setting a new goal. I was doing so well with the old one - why did I have to go and reach it. I liked being the beginner, the newbie, the freshman. Now I am almost five weeks in I have to shed those labels and acknowledge that I am actually doing this diet properly and not just as a short little experiment to make myself feel better for a while. In the past "I tried to lose weight last month, I'll try again next month" satisfied the guilt demon and kept him down. THIS IS NOT AN EXPERIMENT. THIS IS IT. The real thing, the one, the last, the journey to the real me - the marathon runner trapped in a fat fat fat body.
It would be so easy to give up now - my stomach has reduced significantly and I dont feel like people are staring any more. I could pass myself off in society. Being at goal seems like a distant dream, a fantasy that will never come true. This seems like a game I am playing. How do I find the grit I need to get to goal. How do people LOSE eight stone. How do you keep going????
How do I keep going??
This is the diary where I try to find out.
Belle
p.s. I am going to stay 100% today. I want my body and my heart to wake up happy tomorrow. That is what is keeping me on this diet at the mo - not the promise of being size 10.. No, the absence of guilt. Thats all.
I am scared. Its scary starting a new diary and setting a new goal. I was doing so well with the old one - why did I have to go and reach it. I liked being the beginner, the newbie, the freshman. Now I am almost five weeks in I have to shed those labels and acknowledge that I am actually doing this diet properly and not just as a short little experiment to make myself feel better for a while. In the past "I tried to lose weight last month, I'll try again next month" satisfied the guilt demon and kept him down. THIS IS NOT AN EXPERIMENT. THIS IS IT. The real thing, the one, the last, the journey to the real me - the marathon runner trapped in a fat fat fat body.
It would be so easy to give up now - my stomach has reduced significantly and I dont feel like people are staring any more. I could pass myself off in society. Being at goal seems like a distant dream, a fantasy that will never come true. This seems like a game I am playing. How do I find the grit I need to get to goal. How do people LOSE eight stone. How do you keep going????
How do I keep going??
This is the diary where I try to find out.
Belle
p.s. I am going to stay 100% today. I want my body and my heart to wake up happy tomorrow. That is what is keeping me on this diet at the mo - not the promise of being size 10.. No, the absence of guilt. Thats all.