Call it a rallying cry … or a mantra … or words to live by.
The words spoke to me from the opening paragraphs:
I try not to use this phrase. Why? If I listened to my body, it would tell me to sit on the couch and order Chinese food and drink a glass (or three) of wine.
Yes, yes … a thousand times yes. That’s exactly how I feel. My natural inclination is toward being a couch potato and eating what I want — and I don’t often want salad. So listening to my body — at least for now, and probably for always, if Theodora is correct — would lead to inevitable weight gain. Not the direction I’m aiming to go.
I’m sure she is right. Weight loss — and weight maintenance — is a constant struggle. I’ve seen it at work in my own yo-yo-ing. Since 2003, when I started Atkins, my weight has been all over the place. It’s gone from 276 pounds to 169, then back to the 240s, down to the 180s, up to the 260s, down to the 210s, back up to nearly 250 pounds and now down to the high 220s again.
Every time I found myself in the high end of that range, it’s because I was honoring my natural inclinations: Eating what I wanted, when I wanted it, and eschewing exercise. And, of course, avoiding the scale. I wouldn’t weigh myself because if I saw that number, I’d have to do something about it … and my body just didn’t wanna give up the carefree eating or wearing a groove in the couch.
Messed up, I know.
Perhaps that’s why Theodora’s last sentence really hit home:
I read the post on Sunday night and was motivated to sign up for Amanda’s Spring Bootie Buster challenge (something I’d been considering) before bed. I woke up with that closing statement on my mind, spurring me to hop on the treadmill for a short walk while my breakfast was in the oven. It stayed with me throughout the day, so much so that I stayed after work to the graphic above. (Even though I can use InDesign at home via an online subscription, I decided it’d be easier to do in Photoshop.)
On Tuesday, I slept through my chance to work out. (Lost that battle, for sure.) But on Wednesday, I was back on the treadmill, ready to fight anew.
I imagine those words will stick with me for a very long time. “Some days I lose the battle, but I won’t lose the war” joins “Consistency is key” in my arsenal of most-motivating mantras. (That graphic was created with PicMonkey. Photoshop is definitely easier.)
Someday, I, too, will be able to proudly say I’m winning the war.