I’m struggling with weight loss…again. Which isn’t a surprise because I think I’ve blogged about this subject so-many-times….and here I am again.
Here’s the thing, I got hurt last summer running Ragnar¹ and I kind of ignored it. I wanted to be strong and non-injured so I ran a couple times after Ragnar and I continued to mountain bike. Mistake. I know.
So after the last mountain bike race of last season I forced myself to take it easy and allow my feet to heal. BUT I did not adjust my eating/drinking habits. Guess what? I gained a ton of weight and now here I am AGAIN struggling with my weight.
Now I *want* to tell you that I’m seriously committed to losing weight right now because I refuse to start this mountain bike season weighing over 200 pounds² and that would be true. But do you know what else is true?
I want to fit in the purple/black dress I bought for Ragnar.
And I know this is vain.
I know I could find another super cool dress in ‘my size’ to wear for the race.
But I don’t want to.
I want to wear *this* one.
I want to wear it and NOT have to alter/modify it.
And I’m going to have to work my ass off (and I don’t mean the ‘normal’ work your ass off, I mean REALLY FUCKING WORK MY ASS OFF) all Spring and Summer just so I can fit into a dress.
Inspiring? Repulsive? Maybe a bit of both.
¹ wow…I don’t even think I posted about Ragnar last summer. Well trust me, IT WAS AWESOME!
² I did that last year and vowed to never to it again.
I know you WILL rock it! I have been struggling with depression since my misscariage and was in denile for a long time. I gained alot of weight and now I’m taking care of ME! I’ve already lost 13 lbs!!!!
Thanks Emily. I’m happy to hear you’re taking care of yourself. A miscarriage is so heart breaking. Lots of love to you. xoxo
The mobius strip of weight loss. Ugh! You lose, you gain, you think you’re on one track and find you are on another. Tangible objects (like the dress) provide us with proof we’ve done something right. I get that. But don’t lose yourself to the dress. The dress doesn’t deserve that kind of power over your happiness. Make the dress…whatever dress you choose…work for *you*.