Perhaps I’m obsessing about this. I’m glad I have time to prepare
myself mentally before starting the Take Shape For Life program. Once
my food arrives, I think I’ll be in the right frame of mind. I feel a
lot like getting ready to play "the big game" as in sports. There’s a degree of performance anxiety mixed with wanting to get out there to prove to myself I can do this.
True confessions here. The first 35 years of my life I was an athlete. It was a part of my vision of myself. Since I hurt a knee and stopped competing on the tennis court, I’ve gradually added weight every year. Now at age 53, I find myself with all this extra weight. Somehow, I’ve adjusted my self vision to accommodate being a fat person. None of this, in my case, has to do with genetics, hormones, or whatever. It all has to do with choices… bad choices.