Every time I would attempt to get healthy before this year, I would hate it before I even started. The very idea would inexplicably appall me. This contempt for the notion of eating properly and being active would doom me every time, but I could never pinpoint what the problem was. It got to the point that I started believing that I was destined to be obese for the rest of my life. Since it was clear to me that I was never going to change, I gave into every urge I had. I didn’t realize that I had lost hope, but thankfully, I found a way out of the hopelessness.
It wasn’t until early this year that I realized what my problem was–I hated the label that getting healthy has attached to it. Diet. That little four letter word has caused me enough frustration to kill the average person. I still don’t like it. I refuse to call my change a diet because it’s not. Yes, a diet is a general term for the things I eat, but it’s not something I do. I’m eating properly and being active. I’m choosing this each and every day. This is a lifestyle–for me it will not stop.
I wholeheartedly believe a lot of people out there struggling with their weight have the same problem as me. The word evokes such negativity and a sense of deprivation. It carries a stigma with it of failure and gluttony. When I hold that word in my thoughts, I’m filled with sadness because it’s not a happy word. It has a lot of history for me. My doctor would use it as would my family. Then there’s all the failed attempts that are filed under it. By calling it a lifestyle change, I’m projecting positivity. I think of this as a metamorphosis and I like that idea. Plus, it emcompasses so much more than what I eat because in reality, that’s what it takes to get fit.
Of course, if you want to call it a diet, then do. I don’t and I will not on my blog because I don’t like and I don’t want to continue putting it out there. I’d prefer it if we can collectively move away from using that word for the reasons I stated above, but that may not happen for a while, if ever. Regardless, I will continue on my little path that isn’t a diet–if only in my head.
Until next time,
PS: Tomorrow is my weigh-in day–be sure to come back to see how much I’ve lost.