Today as I drove along in my van with my own 3 littles and my niece (whom I basically consider my own), the sun was shining, the kids were laughing and talking and I just thought... "You know what? It's not the worst thing in the world to carry around 10 extra pounds. Or even 15."
And it's TRUE! The fact that I weigh a bit more than I want is NOT the end of the world. It doesn't even come close! Yes, I have some extra flab, I have some unwanted rolls and "fluff", LOL, but if that's the biggest thing in my life that's stressing me out, then I have it pretty good. Really good, actually.
And so I decided not to let it stress me out anymore. Am I going to keep working on it, keep trying to make good choices? Absolutely! But I'm not going to stress and worry and fuss about it. I'm not going to let it rule me. I'm not going to let it affect my happiness.
Because I have so much to be thankful for. I have a good, happy life. And 10 or 15 pounds doesn't change that.
Amen. :-D
You are so right and usually once you stop obsessing about the weight it will come off.
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