It is true that I am always looking for the shortcut, the easy way out. The truth is that I cannot fit in my dryer so I have not tried this weight loss gimmick. But oh the crazy ways I have tried to lose weight. Now it is the pink salt trick that has caught my attention. I have even said I would cut off an arm to not have to worry about weight ever again in my life.
The truth is so simple and not at all a fad but so difficult to follow. Eat less. Move more.
Of course, each of us is different biologically and can use help with metabolism boosting and hunger suppressing. Would the world’s economy shrivel up if everyone quit spending their hard earned dollars on weight loss? Whether it is a wrist band to snap on our wrists or a pincher to place on our earlobe, we are willing to try just about anything to slim down and get healthier. I wonder if the new focus on ridding our food of unhealthy stuff will help the next generations from needing to focus so much attention on staying out of the obese classification. I sure hope so.
When I look back at my own life through pictures. I am happy to say that whatever size I was due to the exhausting rebounds of weight loss and weight gain, I still lived the adventures that life gave me. I climbed the ladder with my kids and grandkids to the high diving board whether I was a size ten or a size eighteen. It is one consolation that I was never the person who wouldn’t be seen in a swimsuit because of my size. My mom is the reason for that. She always felt fat and yet never weighted over 145 in her life. But even when she was not happy with her figure she always was up for any and all that life presented. Good teacher that mom of mine.
Today, I sit here in a lesser version of myself. I would say that a couple years ago as a size 2x that I would have doubted you that I could ever be a medium or a large. But Wegovy has changed me. The food noise is gone from my head and I am a thin eater. What I have learned is that this slimmer version of me does not have any more value or lovability than my fluffier self. Will I look back on pictures from this season and hope to get back to this size? Perhaps. Weight is a yo-yo at best. I am hopeful with this medication but also aware that it may not be forever. What I know is that I need to love myself in my fat clothes and in these skinny jeans. Weight is a size and number on a scale. My heart for others and how I treat people is what makes me valued. That is something that I don’t gain and lose in life. Okay, I do gossip more than I should but I also live life generously, pray for others, share my faith walk, and step in to help when I see a need. That is the real weight and success of my journey.
In Him
Joyful
8-16-25
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