But I Thought You WANTED Me to Lose Weight!

The journey to attaining and sustaining a healthy weight is a path with unexpected twists and turns.

One of the most surprising twists can be when we find the very people who have either been nagging us or begging us to lose weight – sometimes for years (and years) – appear to do a complete “180”.

It can seem they’ve decided to switch teams and, rather than support us, are now rooting for the other side by throwing obstacles in our way – when we were counting on them to help keep our path clear.

Sabotage can either be very obvious – or extremely subtle.  Let’s take a look at a couple scenarios that might seem familiar:

You’ve been making some great progress.  It’s been a challenge to combine working and raising three small kids and sticking with the program – but you’ve managed to do so and both the scale and those loose waist bands are proof.  At first your spouse was extremely supportive and helpful.  But things are starting to change.  Even get a little tense between you.

So far the plan was for them to give the kids their baths while you did your exercise video – which was working out great.  But this week you haven’t been able to count on that happening.  One night it was that their favorite television program was on at the same time.  Another it was because they were just too tired after a long stressful day at work.  Tonight they asked just how long this was going to take – did you expect them to take on this extra responsibility forever?

And another thing.  At first your spouse seemed to enjoy all the new foods and that you were all eating at home as a family.  But the other day when the kids started screaming for pizza your spouse was quick to jump up and volunteer to go pick one up – knowing that pizza is a problem for you.

Tonight your spouse brought you home a “surprise” which was your favorite ice cream and looked hurt when you didn’t jump up and down for joy.  After all, “You need to give yourself a little treat every now and then.”

And things might not be much better with friends or co-workers.  Just the other day your best friend – who’s been “ooing and awing” about your progress these past weeks accused you of “not being much fun” when you suggested going for coffee over getting a bite to eat at the local diner.

Whatever your story (or stories) might be – when the people we count on to support us don’t, it definitely makes things more difficult for us.

No one wants to think that anyone who cares about us would consciously want to hurt us.  And, unless the relationship you have with those people is an unhealthy one – that’s usually not the reason for the sabotage.

Attaining and sustaining a healthy weight requires a change in lifestyle and this can disrupt patterns of behavior along with long-standing roles and responsibilities.

All of the relationships in the household are affected when we change our lifestyle – whether our spouse, our children, or even our roommates.

And it doesn’t stop there.  All of our relationships outside of our households are affected as well, be they with our friends, our associates, or our co-workers.

Most often the sabotage is due to fear of change.  Watching you “change” might cause them some anxiety because they can fear that this will change the way you feel about them.  Or change the function of your relationship with that person in their lives.  Your spouse might fear you will cease to love them.  Your boss might fear you’ll want a raise. Your friend might fear they won’t any longer be “good enough” to be considered as a friend.

And change is stressful.  It can make people irritable.  It can make people anxious.  Because when things change we are entering into unknown territory.

Many of us are tempted – or have – thrown in the towel when it seemed that “it just wasn’t worth it” to fight to get what we needed from those close to us.  Or we started to feel guilty that the changes we were making appeared to be making life difficult for the “innocent”.

We have to patient with ourselves as we adjust and accommodate to the changes in what and how much we are eating as well as the activities we engage in to get and stay fit.  And we need to have that same patience with those on the sidelines who are taking this journey with us.

There are some positive steps we can take to discourage sabotage and encourage support from those close to us:

Talk About It

If you notice sabotage taking place – obvious or subtle – don’t pretend like it isn’t happening.

When you talk about it be prepared to negotiate, or renegotiate, a solution.  Maybe you only exercise to your video three times a week and the other three you ride a stationary bike while you watch television together.  Make a standing once a month date with your best friend to go out to dinner.

Be willing to listen to their side of the story when you talk.  It might be that your spouse or your friend is feeling insecure about your relationship with them.  Reassure them and also be sure to thank them for their support.

Build In Rewards You All Can Enjoy

Just as building in non-food rewards for ourselves that mark milestones or achievements keeps us motivated we can, and should, do the same with those who are close to us.

Maybe you haven’t been able to enjoy theme parks with your children because of your weight.  Planning a special trip with them at a specific point in your journey is sure to encourage their support.  Perhaps making a deal with your spouse that giving those baths will be rewarded with an afternoon to themselves on the weekend will make them more willing to do so.  How about a round of golf or spa day with your best friend when you hit that mark?

Be willing to compromise

Compromise is necessary for the negotiation mentioned under “Talk About It”.  Solutions to obstacles and challenges are very difficult to create when we are unwilling to compromise.

While pizza may be a temptation for you – your spouse has a point that the kids enjoying a pizza every now and then isn’t a matter of life and death.  If you know that pizza is going to trigger a binge a compromise might be that taking the kids out for pizza is special one-on-one time for them with the children.  On the other hand, if pizza is simply something you have a history of overindulging in, a small slice of plain cheese pizza with a side salad is a reasonable dinner.

As for those “surprises” that you don’t want to take the form of, say, ice cream – give your spouse a list of cheap non-food items that would brighten your day if they brought them home to you.

Above All – Don’t Use Sabotage as an “Excuse”

Sabotage by those close to us can make us feel many things with anger, guilt, and fear on the top of a list of feelings that can trigger binging – or even “giving up”.  It is not the responsibility of those close to us to handle our feelings for us – or treat us with kid gloves to avoid having us learn how to deal with these feelings.

Outside of talking about it, negotiating, and compromising with those close to us in order to get their support – these are also things we need to do internally to ensure we have our own support.





The Lesson of the Plateau

Kept to my food program all week.  Check.

Kept to my fitness program all week.  Check.

Kept myself hydrated all week.  Check.

Step onto scale.  Pounds lost:



Give me a break – I’ve been sticking to my program like glue for the last three weeks for a grand total of zip!

Before you head off to drown your sorrows in a Cinnabon –  let’s talk a bit about the blessings of hitting a plateau on your weight loss journey.  Yes, I did say blessings.

We are all familiar with the lament “I hate trying to lose weight!”  But if we were to be honest there are times that we really love “trying” – and that’s when we hit a big payday on the scale.  Amazing how losing 4 pounds when we would have been “satisfied” with 2 can make even the most dreary winter day sing like the first day of spring.

And wow – how it motivates us to lose those pounds!

“This is working!” and, because it’s working, WE are more willing to work IT.

Unfortunately, our relationship with our diet and exercise program is well – let’s say somewhat superficial.  We love it when it works.  We hate it when it doesn’t (seem to be).

But the saying “Every dark cloud has a silver lining” is especially true when it comes to hitting a plateau on the path to attaining and sustaining a healthy weight.

At least 90% of those who lose weight gain it (and quite often more) back.  Some of us have made a career out of yo-yo dieting – and most of us have experienced the dark day(s) of simply “giving up” when we hit that plateau and our efforts no longer seem to be working.

Yet, that plateau is perhaps the most important part of the weight loss journey.  Because, ultimately, it isn’t about losing weight – it’s about sustaining a healthy weight.  I use the word “sustain” versus “maintain” deliberately.  Maintain has a tendency to evoke thoughts of “staying the same” whereas sustain more accurately describes a state where one has to “do things” to keep something going.

So, exactly what are those “blessings” hitting a plateau brings?

A plateau offers us the opportunity to be honest with ourselves. Have we REALLY stuck to our food program?  Have we been ignoring those “little bites” here and there while making dinner?  Have we REALLY been putting the energy into our fitness program – maybe we’re just “walking through it” and lowered our weights, our speed, our time, our effort.

Maybe our circumstances or situations have changed and the reason(s) we started the journey just aren’t meaningful or meet our values anymore and we need to re-examine them in order to remain motivated and committed to our path.

A plateau offers us the opportunity to try new things. One way to think of a plateau is that it’s your body’s way of saying “I’m bored”.  I’m bored with what/when you’ve been feeding me.  I’m bored with the activities you offer me.  Most of us are familiar with the concept that our bodies can “get used” to our calorie intake and energy output.  What once told your body it was OK to let the weight go is now sending the message “This is what you’re gonna get – so deal with it and stay where you’re at.”

Shaking things up – say experimenting with calorie shifting, introducing new colorful fruits and veggies, adding a bit of interval training, working with a trainer  – things like this can help your body to shift gears back into weight loss mode.  Not only can it help get you off that plateau – but it keeps things interesting.  And when things are interesting to us we have a tendency to become enthusiastic and motivated to stick with it.

MOST IMPORTANT – A plateau gives us the opportunity to practice.

Practice what?

Sustaining a healthy weight.

Both the process of losing weight, as well as the initial period when we first attain our “goal” weight, for want of a better phrase, “get’s us high”.

We’re flying.

Life is GOOD.  We look GREAT.  We feel GREAT.  For awhile we’re extremely motivated to keep what we worked so hard to get or to keep working to get more of the results that get us high.

But the fact is sustaining a healthy weight is essentially the same as hitting a life-long plateau.

Yes, those of you who know me know I don’t subscribe to idea of ONE healthy weight – that there is a range relatively based on your BMI.  Yet sustaining a weight within that range is going to require that we consistently, for the rest of our lives, find meaning, remain motivated, and consistently engage in methods (tactics and strategies) that will sustain a healthy weight WITHOUT the “high” I’m talking about here.

In many ways our relationship with food is akin to a drug addict’s relationship with their drug (just think of food and inactivity as our “drug” of choice):

  • At first, it gets them higher than a kite,
  • then it starts to take more and more to get them high,
  • then the consequences of using forces them to hit rock bottom,
  • then they go through the process of kicking the habit,
  • then they get high off of how they feel not taking the drug,
  • Finally, the high of not taking the drug wears off and makes getting high seem attractive again.

In the case of sustaining a healthy weight, the point where the high of not being overweight or obese any more definitely can wear off – if we’re already at a healthy weight there may seem to be only two ways for us to go to get high again:  A food disorder (anorexia, bulimia).  Or, most common, by over-eating, not exercising, and regaining our weight.



Learning the lessons of the plateau means we have learned to live without the high – better said is that we learned to get high on ourselves by:



  • Being honest with ourselves and consistently injecting meaning into our lives by regularly examining our values and principles and applying them to everything we think and do.
  • Living a life without limits as we try new things that spark our interest and keep us motivated and vital throughout our lives.

When we pay attention, the plateau teaches us that it isn’t about losing – it’s about growing.

The Colonel Did Not Make Me Do It

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It’s about 12:30 in the afternoon and I’m sitting in my car by myself.  I’m happy because I found a space to park that isn’t next to any cars and the lot is empty enough that I’m pretty sure no one will park next to me.

I’m alone.  Alone with my treasures sitting in a bag on the passenger seat.  I’ve been looking forward to this moment all week.  My “little treat” as I like to call it.  I go out for my little treat every Friday -and how I look forward to it!

I deserve it.  I work hard and I don’t spend much on myself.


I open the bag and the comfort I feel as the aromas fill the car get me high with anticipation of that first bite.  I lay out my feast:

  • One Jumbo Jack
  • Large order of onion rings
  • 2 Jack in the Box tacos
  • Strawberry Shake

I do this quickly because I don’t want to think too much about it.  A single Mom who barely makes rent even these few dollars should be spent on taking care of my son and not on myself.  I can’t let myself taste the guilt.

I can’t think about it too much or I’ll become aware that I’m hiding in my car behind the 7/11 so no one see me.  I can’t let myself taste my shame.

I hadn’t thought of those days in many, many years – but it was brought to mind as there has been a bit of hoopla lately regarding Kentucky Fried Chicken offering gift certificates up to a value of $500 this Christmas season.  If you do a Google search you’ll see things like:

  • “Health Officials Outraged over KFC gift cards”
  • “Fury over $500 KFC gift cards as nation battles obesity crisis”

Years ago in that parking lot I wasn’t gorging on KFC in particular, but my approximately 2200 calorie lunch was procured at a fast food restaurant.  At the time I was indulging in my habit I weighed in at around 200+ pounds.  That’s quite a bit for a 5’2″ woman.

About now many of you are probably gearing yourselves for an article decrying the sins of fast food restaurants.  Not they have never “sinned” – but that’s not what you’re going to find in this post.

But, before I move on, I want everyone to know that purchasing a $500 gift certificate from KFC, or from any restaurant for that matter, is not something I’d purchase as a gift for an overweight or obese friend or family member.  That’s like buying an alcoholic a six pack.  And it certainly isn’t something I’d give to a child.

Which is my point.  It would be irresponsible for me to give such a gift.  In this post I want to take the opportunity this debate presents to talk a little bit about self responsibility.

You see, no one was twisting my arm to have my weekly “little treat”.  Sure, I’d watched plenty of commercials telling me all about how wonderful these things tasted and how much I would enjoy them.

But no one had a gun to my head.  No one forced me bodily into the restaurant.  No one threatened me by telling me if I didn’t eat those 2200 calories, they’d do something bad to me.

The Colonel did not make me do it.

As a matter-of-fact, in order to get to that fast food restaurant, I must have passed a few grocery stores as well as other restaurants where I could have picked up a healthier and much less calorie dense lunch.

I chose not to.

Now, I’m just as familiar with the movie “Super Size Me” as the next person – and there are some very valid points made in the film.  But there’s another side to that story and it has a something to do with our mind set as consumers – especially American consumers.  And businesses succeed by selling the consumer what they perceive to provide them with the most value.

Unfortunately, especially in the case of portion sizes, Americans have a long history of thinking “bigger is better”.

It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that the bean counters of the fast food industry knew that by making their portions larger (at relatively little increase in cost to them) – at what we saw as a  low cost to us – would be perceived as a “bigger bang” for our buck.  We’d see “value” and not only snap it up – but purchase more often.

They were right.  And this concept over the last 30 years or so has snowballed.  Think about it.  Fast food aside – when we go out to eat if our plate isn’t overflowing we think we’re getting “gyped”.  It has reached the point where what we now perceive as one “portion” is really 2, or 3 – or more.  And we’ve been feeding these portions to our kids.

I understand the power of advertising.  I understand that it influences our thinking.  I understand that concepts of psychology and sociology are utilized to convince the masses “to consume”.

I also understand that this is MY life and MY choices.  When I (finally) had my “Ah ha” moment and started on the path to life-long healthy weight it was a decision I made for myself.  Actually, it was a series of decisions that I would continue to make for myself in the coming days, months, and years.

I understand the frustration of the people who would like to burn Colonel Sanders in effigy at this point.  But I think that at least some of this pent up anger spilling out all over the Internet is projected anger.

Maybe we’re not as angry at the Colonel as we are with ourselves.

Outside of condemning the fast food industry and enacting all kinds of laws that will do nothing but cost money to oversee and create self-perpetuating bureaucracies we do have another clear choice:

Take full responsibility for our choices.  Put ourselves back into the driver’s seat of our lives.  Take responsibility for what we feed our children.

Remember that the goal of any business is to make a profit.  If we change what we value when we either go out to eat or when we purchase groceries for our home from “quantity” to “quality” this is what businesses will compete with each other to provide us with.

And I think that we are making positive strides in this direction.  All those years ago Jack in the Box would have been a very difficult, if not impossible, place for me to find anything even close to nutritious.

Today I can decide to have a “Chicken Fajita Pita” or “Southwest Chicken Salad” – both come in at 300 calories.  Even our infamous KFC offers better choices, such as oven roasted chicken options.  I traveled with my husband on the road for a couple years and know first-hand that it IS possible to make choices at most fast food restaurants that offer reasonable nutrition and calories.  Not premium – but reasonable.

So, if anyone out there gives me a KFC gift certificate I know exactly what I’m going to get:  “Tender Roast” chicken breast and a side of coleslaw – which comes in at about 350 calories.

It’s your lunch. It’s your life.  You decide.


Perception and Self Image in a World of Skinny Jeans

When I showed up for high school I weighed 175 pounds.  I’m 5’2″ on a good day.

I went to Catholic school and had to wear a uniform.  Catholic school uniforms are not known for their great fashion sense.  My particular uniform included a jacket with padded shoulders (it was 1970 and padded shoulders were certainly not the rage), a bulky “gold” (read “sickly tarnished yellow”) sweater, and an “A line” skirt that had could be no more than 2 inches above “mid knee” when mini skirts were the norm.

The combination of my weight and the uniform gave one the impression that I had just suited up to play the defensive line on the football team.

I’d been a fat kid since about the age of 9 or so – not chubby, fat.  The kind of fat that gets you signaled out as “weird” at school and, for the first two years of high school, I continued to play the part.

The summer of my sophomore year I decided I didn’t want to be fat anymore – and I found out how I could make that happen one night watching the Johnny Carson show.  At the time there were popular young celebrity women going on very dangerous “fasts” – one of whom was on the show and looked fantastically skinny to me.

It was my “Eureka” moment and right there I decided I would just not eat.  My menu was to eat an apple or two and a few saltine crackers.  I drank a lot of tea.  I chewed a lot of sugarless gum.  That summer I lost 50 pounds.

And a very strange thing happened when I showed up at my high school to buy my books.

Two of the most popular boys in my class were standing where they could chat up the girls as we waited in line.  As I walked up, one of the boys , to my great amazement, started to do just that.  Now these weren’t just any popular guys – they were boys who had snickered as I walked by.  One of them had made a rank remark when he’d been assigned to my lab table in biology pointing out to his friend who’d been assigned to another table with skinny pretty girls that some guys had all the luck.

I was shocked they were even acknowledging my presence. To my even greater amazement I realized they were inviting me to “hang out later in the cafeteria” with them after I’d bought my books.

It hit me that they had absolutely no idea who I was.  And that’s what I said to them.

“You have no idea who I am do you?”

Of course, they didn’t.  Outside of someone to distance themselves from – I had been completely invisible to them.

I tell this story because one of the greatest challenges we face when we change our bodies is dealing with the change in how others perceive us and how we perceive ourselves.  I wasn’t able to sustain my high school weight loss and, looking back, I can see that a huge piece of the problem was that I had not prepared myself – actually I had no experience with – this person I’d become.

I wasn’t ready for the attention that I got – and I don’t just mean teenage boys wanting to go out with me.  What I really wasn’t ready for was people acting like I was “OK” – that I was “one of them”.  As a matter-of-fact,  I wasn’t sure I WANTED to be “one of them” – because they were the same people who’d ostracized me and made me feel “less than”.

Not a club I wanted to belong to but one I wanted so badly to join.

Talk about being in conflict with yourself.

And then there’s the other half of the coin – people in my life who HAD accepted and valued me when I was obese started to react to me differently.  Like there was something they could longer trust about me.  From some I even felt resentment for my having “changed”.  I remember one girlfriend claiming “I don’t know who you are anymore!”  That really hurt.

High school was a long time ago – but, because I was obese for a period of years and now I’m not, issues around self image as well as how others perceive me did not just “go away”.

For example, there have been a number of times when I’ve been at lunch with female colleagues and the subject turns to weight control and one of the women says something in a derisive tone like, “Of course YOU don’t need to worry about that.”  Sometimes I still look around the table to make sure she’s talking to me.

Those of you who are actively losing weight may face challenges that you did not expect.  You may be surprised to find that even the people who encouraged (or nagged) you to lose weight for years saying things like “Eat something, you shouldn’t starve yourself.”  Or maybe “Come on, every now and then you’ve got to give yourself a treat.”

As you progress and reach a healthy weight you might even have people suggesting that you should be worried that you might be becoming “anorexic”.  You might be accused of becoming “addicted to exercise.”

People you once felt close to may disappear from your life because you no longer fit their image of who you are supposed to be to them – your “changing” is a threat to their own self image.

On the other hand, you may become uncomfortable and not know how to handle people paying attention to you, placing a higher value on you just because you’re now “one of them” so to speak.

You may not recognize yourself in more ways than your physical appearance – and that can be pretty scary.

It is true that these are very real challenges – and that these challenges can represent threats to attaining and sustaining a healthy weight.

But inside every challenge is an opportunity.  Attaining a healthy weight was of course an important part of the process – but sustaining the loss brought with it opportunities for life-long personal growth and self discovery.  The process of sustaining a healthy weight keeps me outside my comfort zone – it stretches my notion of who I am and what I am capable of.  It forces me not only to set goals and objectives – but to set goals and objectives that are meaningful.  It causes me to consistently examine my values and live by my principles.

I didn’t lose weight – I gained a life of meaning and purpose.

There is great joy when we fit into those “skinny jeans” but is how we live in those skinny jeans that brings our lives meaning.

When You See a Fork in the Road – Take It (Unless It’s Going the Wrong Way)

Just the other day I made a comment to a Facebook friend about her calorie intake.  I was concerned because it was so low.  I’d been around the block a few times on the “I won’t eat hardly anything” route and wanted to check in with her to make sure she wasn’t taking a fork in the road (so to speak) that would be certain to backfire.

It turned out she was just having a busy/difficult day – which we all do.  Stuff happens.  My friend’s post got me to thinking about how “not having time to eat” can actually serve as a tool for weight GAIN.

I’ve had jobs where I simply, truly, no lie did not have time to eat a meal from the time I left my house in the morning until I returned in the evening (I often had evening functions to attend.)

You would think that having a job where you didn’t have time to eat would mean losing a lot of weight .  Uh, uh – that job put 15 pounds on me.  For a few reasons:

  • It was the perfect set up to scarf down massive quantities of “fast” food on the way home in the privacy of my vehicle – you just know I wasn’t eating a McDonald’s salad driving down the road.
  • I have a tendency to experience hypoglycemic reactions (feel faint, slur my words) when I don’t eat – I started popping candy on the reception desk like a junkie looking for a fix.  I’d also literally inhale foods that went down fast – like those soft donuts they keep putting out at all those endless meetings – I often didn’t have time to eat the apple or the sandwich because I was making the presentation.
  • The position was very fast-paced and out of this world stressful – and stress is not our friend when it comes to weight loss.

I still managed to exercise on most days because I stuck to my guns and set myself a minimum instead of a maximum.  I will post on that in detail on another date but, the short story is I made a deal with myself a long time ago that my minimum was 20 minutes of whatever kind of cardio I could manage (walk, step ups, march in place – whatever) versus my optimal 60 minutes cardio/strength training.

My 20 minutes is like brushing my teeth – if I don’t do it I feel totally “ucky”.  I highly recommend setting a minimum as it goes a long way to maintaining the habit of exercising.  Being able to stick with it under the circumstances of said job is my proof that this is true.  It I’d gone “all or nothing” by trying to stick to the 60 minutes I would have hardly ever found that chunk of time and reverted back to couch (or in this case driver’s seat) potato.

While exercise is likely what kept me at a healthy weight during this time (even with the additional 15 my BMI was 26)  it was obvious that I needed to re-evaluate what my meaningful why for sustaining a healthy weight was as well as adjust my Fitegic Plan for making that happen – or I could be headed for trouble (Translation:  if the 15 turned into 30 I’d be at an unhealthy weight.)

Finding my meaningful why wasn’t difficult.  Considering I’d gained the weight due to my job situation it didn’t actually surprise me too much that my meaningful why turned out to be related to my career.  My job required me to be “in front of people” most of the time.  I was also in situations where I needed very successful, powerful people to perceive me as both knowledgeable and competent.

While certainly a prejudicial perspective, the fact is that people perceive over-weight and obese people as incompetent and “out of control”.  Sustaining a healthy weight would help me achieve my goals and objectives at work.  I loved my job and it was meaningful to me to meet those goals and objectives.

OK – so I’ve got a meaningful why.  Having one certainly didn’t change the circumstances of my job.  However, what at first looked like a mountain in my way turned out to be just a bump in the road once I put a plan in place.

As it was not unusual for me literally not have time to chew,  I made sure I had nutrient packed liquid drinks available.  I am not a fan of vegetable juice, but choking them down got easier because I associated it with feeling better.  Much better than the crash and burn after popping a couple mini Snicker bars.  I also kept on hand nutrition bars – REAL nutrition bars, not candy disguised as a nutrition bar, on hand at all times.  “At all times” meant at my desk, in my purse, and in my car.  It also meant that they were regular purchases during my weekly grocery shopping stints.

Lastly, I wrote it down.  ALL of it down.  I hadn’t stopped keeping my food diary, but hadn’t been honest about the candy – or the giant croissant I gobbled up as quickly as could after the board meeting to eat in the hall on my way to the committee meeting.  As much as would have loved it to be true, not writing it down didn’t somehow mean I didn’t eat it.

Those simple steps, re-evaluating my meaningful why and re-designing a plan that worked for my current circumstances are what kept me from getting back up to a BMI that translated into “over-weight close to obese”.

Many of you will want to know if making these changes meant that I lost all the 15 pounds.  No – I probably lost 5 or so.  But that isn’t the point.  The point is that not only will our meaningful whys change as our situations and circumstances change – so will our goals and objectives because goals and objectives.

COULD I have lost the whole 15?  Sure, but it simply wasn’t meaningful enough for me to get up at least an hour earlier than I had to when I was working 12-15 hour days as a rule.

But I did not feel like a failure as my over-arching long-range goal is to sustain a healthy weight (which, even with the additional 15 I was at) – and this met my meaningful why of people perceiving me a competent.  You don’t have to have the figure of a super model for people to view you as competent.

Eventually I did lose those 15 pounds and a couple more – of course my situation, circumstances and meaningful why(s) had changed over time and I’d adjusted my Fitegic Plan accordingly.

Hopefully I’ve made my point – which is, of course, that creating, managing, and periodically adjusting you own Fitegic Plan is the key to attaining and sustaining a healthy weight.