Sometimes it is about the psychological warfare we must play each day to move forward.

 

Wow that is quite the line!! This is where this thought has come from.

 

This morning was a rough start. I just didnt want to get out of bed not from the weather being cold or a lack of sleep but because of words in my head. I guess I should add that I am in the second week of an intensive medically monitored weigh loss/management program for the rest of this to make sense.

It was a weird group session yesterday that has me feeling like maybe there is no point in continuing with the program. While I did have a loss and I know not to put all of the focus on that number today I am not feeling so happy with it today. I seem to be having some problems connecting with the social worker that is working with us. I find that she doesnt seem to hear what is being said. She does affirm the good things we say and celebrates when we acknowledge its our fight or a non scale victory but those victories seem to have to be health related not appearance related. I am sure no body has ever heard "you are looking good, you must have your blood sugar in control" or "hey you look like you have your blood pressure in the normal range, what have you done?!"  Some times we need to celebrate the fact that someone has lost 3 lbs or 10 lbs or even just that fact that they are able to button a shirt that they couldnt button before.

We know we have to change our relationships with food and the thought patterns around that but some of the conversation yesterday has left me feeling like I will never be able to enjoy food again because it isnt allowed. I know that some things arent the best choide for my health but I still want to enjoy that piece of chocolate cake now and again. I want to taste summer in a grilled burger or a hotdog roasted over a campfire. I struggled last night with these feelings and could have thrown it all away easily just for a piece of chocolate but I let the feelings flow and didnt go to get that candy.

So this morning was a rough start. I didnt want to get up but I did. I dressed for work in a top that fits loosely, put on a touch of make-up and used a good smelling styling product in my hair. I may not be feeling totally happy or good inside but my outside looks great!! and that is all that matters at this moment.

So I repeat: sometimes it is about the psychologoical warfare we must play each day to move forward!!