My Epiphany Moment...
This is from the BLOG on my profile. Neecee suggested posting it to share.
I hope you find some motivation/ inspiration from my thoughts.
Perhaps it was the pain medication drugs? Perhaps it was endless hours to contemplate my navel.... who knows... but here's my blog post:
Em
While I was in hospital recovering from my lower body lift I had this moment where everything became crystal clear to me.
I have always seen my weight loss journey as like a long car journey. You can't expect to go from A to B without ever stopping. You wear out if you try. Instead short breaks to 'sightsee' are called for... these are the times when we skip our exercise that day.. or a few days. The times when we eat a little too much yummy Christmas dinner, or cake with a friend. These times are OK. But as with any journey, the more you stop along the way to 'sightsee' the longer the journey takes. After a while you get into a rhythm that you can live with, a balance of making the journey and of sightseeing ....just long enough spent sightseeing that you don't wear yourself out from too much travelling.
Anyway, I still find this theory and analogy true but with an AMMENDED concept. It is actually an uphill journey. Like you are going up a HUGE mountain. Just like when you climb a mountain there are parts where things sort of level out for a while and it doesn't seem too bad. Yet there are those other times when you feel like you are trying to scramble over giant boulders just to stay on path. As we climb we get stronger. There are times when the trees are thick and all we can do is focus on staying on the path. There are those other times when you glimpse a view.... a NEW view... a view where the world seems bigger, and the past is behind you. For me, I reached the last view point the car could drive to. I was at destination B. It was then I realised, you know, this view is awesome.... I have MADE it... but in time I looked further and saw the peak of the mountain all cover in ice and snow. To fix my saggy skin was the same as deciding to walk and then climb to the next peak. In hospital when things seemed to go wrong it was like my hands and feet were slipping on the ice... I would fall backwards then have to get back up and keep climbing. Because choosing to conquer the ice is a one way choice. Now I am at a new view point... so very close to the top. Let me tell you the vew is spectacular! I am tired, I am sore BUT I made it. I found the strength from the rest of my journey.
The last frontier... the arms and boobs... and maybe the face. With each choice to climb further up that iced peak the thinner the air gets, the harder the climb, but on the other hand it's closer to conquering the mountain. The last final surgeries are a smaller climb than the body lift surgery. But I am a little frightened of the risk. Equally I know the view.
To all of you reading this, all of you somewhere out there on that giant mountain... I assure you.. it's worth the hike!
Em
Neecee... my GP, then my PS, then some nurses, friends and family have all been AT ME to write a book.
I might just do that... all I need is to swipe my BLOG and make a start. Trust me, my BLOG is just the tip of the story iceberg!
You wanna be in my book Neecee? Gotta mention the online support crew!
Em
I haven't read his books... but from what I have heard on Oprah he makes sense to me.
Sometimes... if you stray it is like taking a grassy downhill path... it looked so nice and appealing! So easy! But... uh-oh... where I am I headed? Oops, down the mountain? Time to make an "Authorised U-turn"...
Cat, it makes a good fit into the mountain journey to me too.
Right now Cat you are striding up that mountain... you are ready to make ground! Remember to look about and see how the scenery changes as you go. Life expands before you.
Em