Losing weight has been an ongoing battle, I seem to go strong for a little while and then let it all go. I can get a good 15lb loss before I stop trying and gain it all back. I don’t know why, it may be that I’m waiting for someone else to join me in losing weight, it might be because I’m afraid my friends and family won’t like who I am if my appearance changes, I think a big reason I don’t fully commit is because I am afraid of the excess skin that I will be left with at the end, I have about 100lbs to lose to hit the healthy range for my age and height. I have seen many of my favourite fitness Instagramers own their excess skin and others who have it surgically removed and I applaud them all for their efforts and their individual decisions, for some reason I can’t get over the thought of excess skin! I was talking to my mother about these fears and she told me “If someone treats you badly for making yourself healthier, is that someone that you want in your life? And as for the loose skin you can have it removed if it bothers you.” She is of course right (those dang moms always knowing what to say!) I told her that I was ultimately afraid of going in for skin removal surgery and never coming back out again and I just have to much to do for that to happen! *Side-note: I’m the girl who was terrified of having an aneurysm during child birth and have had two babies safely* And to this she said, “Well, that could happen, but what would you rather, be the healthiest you that you could be and go in for skin removal and have a very slim chance of dieing OR keep going on the unhealthy path you’re on and die that way.” …Jerk mom strikes again with her rationality.
So here I am for the millionth time declaring “This is going to be my last start, I won’t stop this time, I am going to live a healthy life!” I am going to do my best and put all my effort into losing the fat that is hurting my body.