This whole “losing weight” gig can be a tough job I get it . I’m sure you’ve said to yourself : “Gah! Why does losing weight have to take SO LONG! ” “Why does it have to be SO HARD!”
What to know why ?
It’s because you’re coming from a place of not accepting your body the way it is RIGHT now! and you’re willing to subject her to all sorts of torturous exercise regimes and diet plans no wonder it feels like watching paint dry.
But what if you could just go about your day,
eating foods you love,
accepting what you see in the mirror,
visiting steak houses,
drinking expensive champagne,
travelling overseas regularly,
enjoying the outdoors for a walk or a skate,
indulging in the occasional chocolate and ice-cream
and you lost 30 kilos in the process ?
What if you started to like what you saw in the mirror, even LOVE it.
Maybe you wouldn’t mind how long it was taking – as long as the weight you lost was staying off.
Leela, 2 Years On, 30 Kilos Down : A Snap Shot
” Okay, this is really hard for me to share.
Firstly, because the first photo makes me really sad. I just kind of want to hug myself and be like – it’s okay Leela. It’s time to let it go.
Secondly, because the second photo is me now, 30kgs (65 pounds) down – and I have a whole story going through my head about how my body isn’t good enough and how I shouldn’t post anything until I’m “finished” – until I take off that last 11kgs … until my stomach is flat … until I look better … “until, until, until”.
It might be hard to believe, but before I put this photo together last night, I was unable to see much difference in my before and after. When I looked at myself, I was still seeing the girl on the left …
I actually kind of want to vomit sharing it. But then I remember this thing that happened at a seminar I went to about this time last year. I thought no one would know who I was, so I was just hanging around. Then suddenly, I hear this voice behind me,
So, this chick had one of my before and after photos that Bianca had posted on her page – and had put it up on her mirror as inspiration. That totally freaked me out – and it took me a while to realise that the reason I was so freaked by it was that it was impossible for me to see my own body as something worthy of aspiring to.
So I’m sharing this now – because while I’m not done, while I have more to go, while I’m scared to death of hitting “Post” – I’m really fucking proud of the work I’ve done so far. And I choose to love my body now, with all of its imperfections. I choose for the work I have left to do to be because I like myself and am proud of myself, rather than having it be from a place of self-hatred.
Big shout out to Bianca Aiono – we’ve had some ups and downs over the last 2 years, but without her not only would I have not lost the weight – I also wouldn’t be as happy as I am. The weight loss has been rad – but what she’s really given me has been the ability to find some peace. And that’s worth more than all of the money, and all of the weight loss, in the world.