There comes a time with many situations in our lives when you get to a point and ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!
‘That moment’ when you just know that you need to do something, something new, something positive, that something needs to change.
For me it was THAT PHOTO!
The moment when I just couldn’t go on in denial any more. When I couldn’t keep telling myself that all was ok, that I was ok, that everything was ok.
For weeks and weeks and weeks I had just kept eating, just kept squeezing myself into things, just kept putting up with how I looked because – after all at the age of 49 – that was how I was supposed to look when I was imminently Middle Aged!
To make myself feel better, I would look around me and guess the age of people who looked similar to me and then try reassure myself that I didn’t look that bad! They were bound to be a similar age to me, I didn’t really have anything to worry about. That I should just enjoy life, my time with my husband and my children and stop overthinking things!
But at THAT MOMENT I knew that if I didn’t do something, where would my eating stop, where would I end up at the age of 50, 60, 70 and beyond. Could I accept myself as I was then and as I would be if I didn’t do something about it?
The answer to this question was NO!
NO – I didn’t want to hide behind others for the rest of my life. I didn’t want to hide myself in my clothes for the rest of my life. I didn’t want to accept that this was me for the rest of my life. I didn’t want to accept that at Middle Age meant feeling totally out of love with myself, in fact I barely even liked myself!
I HAD TO CHANGE AND I DID CHANGE!