And I'm still fat.
And I've 'tried' to lose weight in the past year.
And is hasn't worked.
And I know why.
It's because of a fundamental mindset that I have.
I don't believe I can ever lose weight.
I know how to lose weight. It's quite formulaic and everyone knows it. Eat healthy, whole foods. Eat very little processed foods. Stay away from alcohol and move your body every single day.
What isn't usually covered are the mindsets or beliefs that people have about themselves, about losing weight, about their ability to stick to a healthy eating plan. For the rest of their lives.
I actually started writing this post a few weeks ago. And my mindset has always been my issue, leading to self sabotage.
But at 4.30am this morning, my four year old son called for me from his bed. I sleepily crawled into bed with him and he asked me to cuddle him. I did and he asked me why do people get old. I told him that was part of life. He said do we all have to die. When do we get born again. Listening to his questions made me feel so sad. I've focused too much of my life in negative. On being upset that I am fat. Upset that we aren't rich.
I haven't spent enough time celebrating life. Being happy. That doesn't mean that I'm content being fat. Not at all. But, rather, it is the wake up that I needed to start living an active, happy life. How my body functions is really important for this. Otherwise I will get old before my time. And I don't want to miss another second of my family.
That's a changing mindset 😊
