My breakthrough occurred on the walk. I was looking down at my two great little ones, facing each other in the stroller and soaking in all the glorious sounds, smells, and sights of fall and I wondered why we hadn't been going for walks every night all summer long. And then I realized - it was my fault and the reasons were two-fold.
Reason One: I was so tired. By the end of the work day when I went to take over kid care I just didn't have any energy. This was partially because both my kids are up at least once a night, but primarily because I wasn't feeding myself the right foods. I was sluggish. I was carrying a lot of water weight and moving my body was hard and uncomfortable. So, it was a lot easier not to do it. Now that I'm choosing quality foods that are high in protein and nutrients and are low in sugar, fat, and processing I have more energy.
Reason Two: I was selfish. I've never really thought about it this way before, but I was being entirely selfish in the way that I was living my life (at least emotionally). I was in a cycle of thinking and eating that led to only one thing: guilt. That guilt made me angry with myself and embarrassed and lazy and that meant I couldn't be nice enough to myself to go on walks and enjoy the beautiful place that I live. And that was selfish. My kiddos missed out on some beautiful long summer days because I was feeling too guilty and was punishing myself. Now that I'm taking care of myself, my mental fog has lifted and I can allow myself to enjoy things again. Things as simple as a driveway picnic and a walk down the street. Things that I didn't even realize I was taking away from myself (and, as a result, my children).
In all my years of dieting yo-yos, I'd never really made the connection between my indulgent eating and selfishness. Perhaps it's because the idea of "putting myself and my health first" sounds more selfish then eating a pan of brownies. But, as it turns out, putting myself in a position to stop punishing myself has been the most selfless thing I've done all year. It's opened me up to being a better mom, wife, and friend. I can stop hiding, I can stop punishing myself, and I can stop making excuses as-if I'm not capable of better than I've been accomplishing. I can stop worrying about "me" and just be me. And it turns out, that's better for everyone.
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