I have never been my biggest supporter. I've often made sure to tell myself not to even try something because I would surely fail. I have "tried" (I use that term loosely) many times before to lose weight. I think one ingredient missing all those other times was love.
I'd lose 3 pounds, gain 2. Lose 2 pounds, gain three. And the cycle would go on and on and on. And I'd tell myself, "Why are you even trying?" I just KNEW that I'd fail.
BUT NOT THIS TIME.
Do you know why? Because I'm starting to actually love myself. When I can show myself how much control I can have, how strong I can be, and how I dedicated I can be, I start to love myself instead of hate myself. All those little non-scale victories (like eating lunch out and being in control, like running into the supermarket for milk and NOT grabbing a candy bar on the way out, like NOT eating more bites of leftover dinner as I put it away, like NOT eating bites off my kids plates) are adding up to a big time increase in my confidence.
And I really and truly love that.
Happy Valentine's Day everyone! Love your family, love your friends, but most of all, love yourself!!