It’s really hard to share this picture, but here it is anyway.
Some days the picture on left feels like it was taken yesterday. Other days it feels like that was a lifetime ago.
Two years seems like a long time when you say it out loud, but in reality it passes by in the blink of an eye.
Two years ago I decided I’d had enough, and that I was going to start putting in a real effort; I’d been working out and eating better for almost 18 months before the picture on the left was taken. I only managed to lose about 10-12 pounds in that time, though, and put some of it back on during our pcs. Part of it was breastfeeding, part of it was the fact that I’d just had a baby, and for some reason the extra weight I gain during pregnancy likes to hang out for a year or two lol, but ultimately it boiled down to me getting defeated and backtracking.
Right after we got to Alaska two years ago I looked at this picture and I was feeling defeated and disgusted and so many other emotions, but then my husband reminded me of the progress I’d already made, even if most of it wasn’t physical but mental. That day changed things for me. I started focusing on small progress every day, or every week, such as better mobility when I was running or lifting weights. That way I had a way to feel accomplished even before I saw any progress in the mirror. And it worked. I still have days when the scale might make me sad, because I still have a long way to go in my journey, or I overate that week, but it doesn’t keep me down for long because it might have taken me almost two years to get to this point but I still made it. Every step, and every day, gets me closer to my goal.
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