"All the work you've put in to be healthier, with the food choices, the calorie counting, and the portion limiting; the thousands of calories you've removed and replaced in your diet...and what has it gotten you? Probably about 4-5 pounds off. That's all, John."
You see, I've been at this now for a little over two weeks (15 days to be exact), and noticed that clothing is looser than it was before, and that my belt is tighter, and that I'm sleeping better, that my digestion system is much smoother, and I'm trying more diverse foods. And I've lost weight! BUT, my little boy inside me wants to discount all that, and show me the futility of all this "work" as only amounting to a 4-5 pound weight loss. I'm hearing how this kind of change is too all-encompassing, too drastic, and that at various points in my life recently, I've even openly remarked that I was "fine" with being a "big guy." "So just be 'fine' with it, John! This is absurd. You really don't like baby carrots. They sometimes taste like dirt."
So, I am reminded of my beginning declaration that stated:
"I can only control what I do today, not yesterday, and not tomorrow, and not 6 months from now. And today, I will make the decisions necessary to choose health and life. I will have a good day today."And so, Little Boy inside me - that disregards logic, hard work, effort, and wants to fulfill the primal urge - sit down, shut up, and finish your lima beans, because this train cannot stop, and must not stop.
So I turn inward. And I will have a good rest of the day today. And play two good shows tonight. I'll worry about tomorrow, tomorrow. And whatever progress I've made is worthwhile, and only helps reinforce the present, and future. It is not to be compared with the distant past.