Most notably during the last four days: We had snow. Lots, and lots of snow. On Friday, it started snowing heavily around 2:00 pm, and by eight that night there was already a good amount of snow of the ground. Woke up on Saturday to the picture below.
Since I had lots of time on my hands, I read through a bunch of blog posts. The first few sentences in one particular post, on a blog called Beauty Beyond Bones, made me think about why I decided to embark on these two weeks of keto. Despite the fact that it’s touted as great weight loss diet, I didn’t (and still don’t) expect to lose a whole lot. Yes, the scale weight went down from 129.8 lbs to 125.3 lbs since Jan 16, but I know that some, if not most, of it is water weight and will creep back once I start eating carbs again. Still, the number is still a nice motivation.
The reason why I am putting myself through this (which is how my friend Ros describes it) is because I want to prove to myself that I can. There’s so little in life we have control over, but my body is something that I, and I alone, control. I wanted to prove to myself that I have the willpower to overcome cravings for chocolate, Starbucks coffees, bread. Pretty much everything I really like.
Sounds silly/ridiculous/stupid?
Maybe it is. But to me, it’s important. I didn’t have control over my ex divorcing me. I didn’t have control over my feelings while trying to heal, and over the self-destructive things I did. That’s not something I am proud of. I still won’t be able to control the actions of people I love, but then again I am not trying to. But I will be able to control how I react to situations, how I get through them.
So, while being on a two-week diet is a far cry from trying to pick up the pieces of the past, it’s still part of my life. To me, getting through this is an accomplishment. So whatever small things you embark on, be proud when you emerge victorious, and don’t let anyone discredit what you did.