When I was in Ireland, one of the coolest things I saw was the number of different doors there were in the streets - it was so awesome how people decorated the entrance to their lives and their families so beautifully.
It made me think about my door - my gateway - my body - and how I treat that and put it together for people. Do I make it welcoming? Do I make myself open and warm and ready to welcome, or am I closed and dark and foreboding.
I am in the process of transformation at the moment. I am banting - losing kilograms and centimeters and loving it. But it does change me - I am different without the pounds I had before. And its quite scary.
Usually when I go on a diet or an eating plan it goes real well until I start loosing and then I get terrified, I get nervous that I am losing my padding. I start getting noticed by the opposite sex and I feel the vulnerability of no padding.
And then I stop. I relayer all the weight back on and wake up one morning thinking - I really need to lose weight. And we start again.
Except this time I am working on breaking through that - and actually getting myself over that hurdle. Its exciting - and terrifying at the same time.
29 pounds down.
71 pounds to go.
xxx
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