This is one of those blogs that I don’t want to be writing. Because it’s no fun to admit that you’ve failed. To be honest, It’s downright humiliating, but I know I need to get this huge weight off my chest, thighs, butt…wherever it has distributed itself.
Yes, that’s right folks, I’ve allowed 30lbs back into my life, and onto my body.
I’m sure it’s been pretty obvious to those closest to me; I have been struggling. A lot. I am stuck in a rut and have been dealing with a lot of stress. I’ve generally been sucking at life these days.
As I was chowing down on a fast food burger, a dear friend inquired, “What’s going on with your eating?”
That’s a good friend right there. It’s good to have people in your life that keep you honest, even though sometimes I’ve been struggling to be honest with myself.
So, what’s eating Jill, when she’s not eating everything in sight?
I have allowed my life to become so consumed with worry, anxiety, stress, anger, and sadness, that I put myself on the back burner, and stopped paying attention to what I have been putting in my mouth.
And poof! Just like that.. 5lbs…10lbs..20lbs..
30lbs…
Hello again. Not so nice to see you.
Despite the “poof”, It didn’t happen overnight, this screw up was a year in the making.
I have been battling a lot of emotions in dealing with this weight gain, so allow me to share with you…
The 5 Stages of Weight Gain
Denial
I didn’t gain 30lbs of fat…I’ve been working out lots…it’s totally muscle!
The scale is broken.
These jeans feel a bit snug…must have shrunk in the dryer.
It’s totally water weight. I DO drink a lot of water!
Maybe I’ll be on an episode of “I didn’t know I was pregnant”…with a food baby.
….oh shit…what If I AM pregnant?!
(As you can see, I’ve spent a lot of my time in the denial stage!)
Anger
How could you let this happen to you?! Do you want to go back to the way you were?! You like being able to tie your own shoes don’t you?! SMARTEN UP!
What are you stupid?! You didn’t gain muscle! You gained cake!!
Bargaining
I went swimming and did CrossFit today, that deserves some cake!
If only I would have managed my stress in a more healthy way…
If only I hadn’t taken that one bite…two bites…three bites…
If I eat this salad, I can have fries too! It’s a balanced diet…right?
I’ll eat really good during the week…and then eat my face off on the weekend. OK?!
Depression
You’re hopeless. How could you think you could change?
Once a fat kid, always a fat kid.
You’re such a disappointment.
Might as well stay in bed today…at least that way you won’t eat. That pillow looks pretty tasty though…like a marshmallow.
I’m so depressed that I gained weight…so I’ll eat this bag of chips to feel better.
*face palm*
Acceptance
It is what it is. 30lbs. It happened, and it sucks, but it could have been much worse. I can drown my sorrows in cake, or I can wipe of the crumbs, get off my ass, and fix this. The first steps to making a change are awareness and acceptance. And in the grand scheme of my weight loss, it is a bump in the road…a rather big bump, but a bump nonetheless. I need to remind myself that I have still lost 120lbs overall, and that’s nothing to sneeze at. It’s easy to get so wrapped up in the little struggles, that you lose sight of the big picture. I am on a lifelong journey, and it can’t be smooth sailing all the time.
This whole experience just drives home the fact that eating habits play a HUGE role in weight loss. I have been pretty consistent with exercise, even when I was on vacation. But if I’m eating like crap…well…you know how that turned out. I can give myself 30 reasons to put down the fork and get off my ass. You cannot out-exercise a bad diet, because you will lose gain every time. It’s not like this isn’t news to me, but obviously I needed the reminder as my common sense appears to have gone out the window and made a beeline to the nearest buffet.
It was also an important reminder that weight loss is something that needs to be worked at every single day. I know what works for me, and what doesn’t. I know what foods I am better off avoiding, because they just lead towards a slippery slope of overindulgence. I know that when I eat healthy, I feel better.
I know all of these things, but I just got sidetracked. But that’s OK.
I’m here now.
Tomorrow is a new day, filled with opportunities to make healthy choices. I refuse to let this setback discourage me from moving forward. It’s an opportunity to learn from my mistakes, pick up the pieces, and carry on.