This is the raw & intimate on going account of my very personal weight loss journey aimed at connecting with others and providing insight into their own journey. It's not always pretty, but it's always worth it. The moment when it's the ugliest & we wish to flee the most is often the moment just before the miracle....
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Stopped In My Tracks
After juggling the urge to indulge in ice cream for the last few hours I finally decided to go and get some (at 1:30 am). I have shorts on tonight because it's pretty warm out for October in Michigan. I quietly put on my coat and grabbed my keys, as I slide the sliding door back and watched it close from the other side I thought, "This feels like I'm sneaking out to do something wrong." In that moment I felt like a 15 year old girl sneaking out of her father's house, then caught a glimpse of myelf in the window. I'm smaller now than I was at 15. I looked at my legs, my waist, and my jaw line. I asked myself if I REALLY wanted that 1000 calories of ice cream I was about to indulge in. I put my head down and kept walking... I noticed the temperature had dropped, and it was windy. Within six feet of the envoy, slightly lit by the poarch light I stopped. I stopped in my tracks, and felt tears well up in my eyes. I took a deep breath and asked myself what was I REALLY feeling that I was about to numb with food? The answer was clear, I knew in my heart what it was, then I smiled and felt nothing but Love. In that instant of acknowleding I was chosing to ignore something, and a willingess to feel whatever it was.... it was felt only briefly then gone. Like I only felt it for a half a second as it passed through from somwhere inside of me where it was hiding then out. I had no thoughts of letting it go or releasing it, I was just willing to feel it and it was lifted before I could even put a label on it. I turned around and faced the street, I watched the wind rustle the trees and just stood there in the middle of the driveway with nothing but peace and serenity in my heart. I said aloud, "God." stood for several more minutes and said, "Thanks" with tears in my eyes I walked back into the house.
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