Memories - the Stuff of Life

So I'm at an impasse now.

I've been working on writing my book, and it's HARD. Harder than I thought it'd be, and somewhat depressing.  I'm remembering what it felt like to be fat.  To be invisible, to feel worthless and ugly and invisible.  Pulling up all of those memories is, well, yucky!

I have to remember why I lost weight.  To feel better about myself, certainly. To look better, absolutely. To know that people will see me and not ignore me.  To be in better health, without a doubt. To live longer, in better spirits, yes.  My self worth is not equal to what the scale says.

We are going to start an exercise challenge here on January 1.  Get all of your objections, all of your excuses and all of your negativity out of the way, because look out!  Here we come!

Comments

[Paul Nichols]

You don't know me. I don't know you. But I'm going to read this blog from the very beginning. I'm interested in weight loss ideas and inspiration. You're blogrolled at my joint.

I need to lose 40 pounds. My normal weight for years has been 165. I'm 205 or so now. Losing this weight this year is the first and only New Year's Resolution I've ever made.

Then after I lose the weight, I'm gonna walk across the United States. If I complete the walk, I'll be the oldest known person to do so. Right now, I'm about to celebrate my 26th Annual 39th birthday! ;)