A big part of my approach to this newish healthy lifestyle of mine (is it still new at 3 years?) is making small maintainable changes. It’s all right there in the blog name right? Given that, it is no surprise that I’m a big fan of Roni and Carla’s What You Can, When You Can (#wycwyc) movement. They’ve built a great community of people supporting all of those “little” good choices we make that will add up to something bigger over time. They’ve also recently published a fantastic little book full of tips to make a healthier life, little by little.
They host a weekly podcast and I highly recommend it. It’s like listening to your two best imaginary girlfriends talk about healthy topics in a way that makes you think “Hey, I can do that!” rather than “Ugh, It’s too much. I’ll be fat forever.” Last week’s podcast included an interesting discussion about fear and how it drives us and holds us back. It’s a conversation that stuck with me for the last week as I’ve seen the scale somewhat inexplicably stuck back at 178.5, reversing last month’s progress, even though I was really “good” over my race weekend.
– I confess that no matter how much I try to look on the bright side of maintaining my weight loss for almost two years now, there’s still this dark little corner of doubt and fear that I’ll regain it all. I try to focus on the positive and not let that fear drive my decision making (because that path leads to binge-city for me) but I have to admit that fear is still there. Every day I have under my belt is another victory and I just have to keep reminding myself of how far I’ve come.
– One of my goals this year is to build a healthier relationship with food as fuel. Early on, I definitely had fear of some foods. It’s true that some foods have greater binge-potential for me and some make me feel crappy, but I need to keep practicing making my food choices from a rational place, not a place of fear. Being afraid of food gives it more power than it deserves.
– I confess that I have a little fear of losing running. Every time I take a break because of injury or because I’m resting after a race, a part of me worries the couch potato will take over again. I get afraid I won’t be able to start running again (because I still can’t quite believe I’m a runner) and that’ll start the slippery slide back downhill. Running has become such a big part of my healthy self identity now. I need to trust that I would just find a new way to move. After all, there are lots of ways to exercise. 🙂
Dealing with these fears is all about knowing they’re there, so I can recognize when they’re trying to drive my decision making, and taking that deep breath to re-frame things when I need it. The thing is, rationally I know all of these are ridiculous. I know better. Taking that moment to pause is a key tool in the mental toolkit to make these healthy changes stick.
What fears hang out in the quiet corners of your mind? How do you handle them?