“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.”
I’ve had a lot of people ask a lot of questions about my weight loss, and I don’t always have the time to answer. So I set up this blog section as a way to tell the story of my weight loss……but then I never wrote in it.
Because I have this thing about perfection.
I haven’t reached my goal weight, and I’ve had ups and downs along the weight loss journey, a journey that has now taken over two years. Too long.
In all aspects of my life I have to work on that idea that I need to be perfect before sharing something, showing something, finishing something. At some point I have to dare to be vulnerable, by daring to show my failures, and daring to show my imperfections. I have to realize I am not letting myself down by not being perfect, that none of my friends or the readers of my blog EXPECT me to be perfect, and probably barely notice when I’m not. The idea of perfection is what has kept me heavy for most of my adult life. That sounds backwards, and I’m going to explain that more clearly in an upcoming blog here.
So I’m going to start writing under this blog under the subject of weight loss and health, in the hopes it will help others. But I have a more selfish reason: to teach myself, in the words of Theodore Roosevelt above, to dare greatly.
So while my posts will now be out-of-order as far as the weight loss journey, I will try to backtrack and explain how I got here.
To start with, I’d like to announce that as of today I am officially six dress sizes smaller than I was two and a half years ago. I’m not a size 6, or even a size 9. I”m not perfectly reaching my goal yet. But 6 sizes is an accomplishment, even if the time that has passed was long and full of setbacks.
I still got here. And I’ll get there….to the finish line. Eventually.