When I last lived in the US – which is now over two and a half years ago – I weighed less, was yoga lean, and fit into the smallest clothes of my adult life. I took pretty good care of myself. However, I let myself go a bit during my transition to British living. (I may say it was easy to move 4000 miles, but it wasn’t without its bumps, emotionally and otherwise.) Shortly after my arrival, I stopped my regular yoga and gained a bit of unwanted weight as I clearly forgot to pack my nutritional awareness along with my socks and toothpaste.
On my 5’3″ frame, a little goes a long way. (Damned fish and chips! I should know better than to eat a fillet that’s bigger than my head.) In August of 2006 I’d had enough of the 152 lbs I’d shot up to and decided to gradually get back down to where I need to be to feel good. This month I weigh 130 lbs. It’s been slow, mostly steady, weight loss through cutting portions back just a bit, and ramping up my activity in a few nearly imperceptible ways. I take stairs. I walk to town several times per week. I work out of the house and on my feet three days a week. That stuff has been easy to slip into daily life; it has not been difficult or a diet. Next, I’m bringing my beloved yoga back into the picture. I absolutely love yoga and love the body it gives me. I also find it helps with my concentration and ability to cope with chaos.
I still eat pizza. I still eat nachos. I have no desire at all to become a size zero. I own a couple of US size three and four jeans and trousers, but if I never get into those again I won’t be disappointed with myself. The goal is to feel good and look good – not to suffer or put pressure on myself to be something I’m not. Nachos win here.
This morning I went rummaging through the wardrobe. I pulled out a shirt that I’ve not been able to wear in two years… it’s a size small.
It fit. So did several others. My arms did not feel like fatty sausages wrapped in a tight cotton skin… nope. The shirts truly fit. I’ve changed shape and feel great. If this is the start to my day, it’s gonna be a helluva good Saturday. 🙂
Monday I break out my yoga mat.