That’s the word that kept creeping into my mind and popping up all over the place in my life last week.
And then it came up on Twitter between two of my Medifast friends:
I’ve been examining what ‘normal’ is in terms of obesity and health. Obviously a largely relative term that holds any number of definitions depending on the person and circumstances. Normal changes, it can be refined, it adapts, it evolves. Normal, in my opinion, is only limited by the individual.
It was my normal to eat with great abandon and slowly kill myself with no regard to who was being affected.
My ‘normal’ was killing me. My ‘normal’ was painful to be and painful for those around me to watch. When I finally decided that this normal no longer suited me, day by day I began building a new one.
Now my new normal is taking up less space but living a larger than ever life. Creating a level of accountability that is manageable but non-threatening to my level of comfort, yet challenges me to push harder every day. I eat thoughtfully and with purpose, I run and when I don’t run I find another way to move. I strive to inspire others to change and challenge their normal through my example. It is accepting that I must eat differently than what I perceive others are ‘allowed’ to eat. My new normal is a place of challenging, caring for and forgiving myself.
Its not easy, many days are a struggle. I get tired, I get disappointed, I crave and sometimes I cry. Every so often I long to be a different normal – because my former normal is nothing to long for. But if normal is something to be enjoyed, then I will enjoy this new one for all it’s worth. And believe me, its worth everything to me. I love my normal. How do you feel about yours?
The skinny: Well I lost nothing this week. Zip, zilch, goose egg. But I’m okay with it (sort of). I know I did all the right things this week so I am happy to maintain and have no loss vs. doing all the wrong things and gaining. I’m keeping up with the C25k program and just committed to my first 5k on Nov. 20th. Eep! Aside from being ridiculously tired all the time (I’m not sure why), I actually feel great physically. I just keep pushing through but try not to over exert myself. I tracked my food every day and drank a ton of water. We ate out a lot late in the week and I planned what I could and made some good choices. All in all, it was a successful week. But I would very much appreciate it if my body would show me some payoff to all this running on the scale!
Month One: -16 lbs
Month Seven: -7.5 lbs
Week thirty one: -0.5 lbs
Week thirty two: -1.5 lbs
Week thirty three: -0 lbs
Current weight: 180 lbs
Distance from goal: 40 lbs!!