So, I love watching T.V. shows where people are working to change their lives. I especially love the weightloss shows. Watching someone change from a person who had zero self esteem and a horrible self image to a confidant individual who feels they can not only take on the world, but perhaps inspire other people to change or better yet, help other people make the changes they need to live better lives. I love these shows because they do inspire me to continue my work towards my own weightloss goal and often they motivate me to work harder.
That being said, every single one of these shows, have something in common. At the beginning of each episode (like the new Extreme Makeover: Weightloss Edition) or season (such as Biggest Loser) they interview the contestants or participants. They talk about how their daily life is and how they just wish someone could come into their lives and save them. I have to admit that I cringe and/or roll my eyes every single time at this part of the show. I actually get a little bit angry at these people. Don't they realize that if you wait for someone to "save" you , you will most likely die before being saved? I just want to shake them and remind them that the only person that can change their life, is them. But then I have to step back, and remember that I was just like them a year ago. Wishing for someone to change my body for me. Wishing for someone to make me feel better about myself. Just wishing to be someone different. Wishing...
I don't know what clicked in my brain or how the switch got flipped, but thank goodness it did! I no longer wish for a different body or to be someone different. I feel better about myself. I feel more confident in life. But most of all, I feel proud of myself for realizing that only I could make the change to be who I wanted and only I could put in the amount of work necessary to change. Only I can make the better food choices to change how my body looks and feels. It seems like this way of thinking is a no brainer to me today, but last year, I could not even imagine that it was possible to think this way.
Maybe that is one of the reasons I like these shows. They remind me of how I was. And of how I am now. I'm a work in progress, but I'm alot better off now.
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