A little more than two years ago, I was driving my daughter to school listening to our favorite morning radio show. The two radio personalities and a bunch of other people at the station were all trying to lose weight together and somehow got a nutritionist involved, Bobby Kleinau. I heard him on the radio that morning and had learned that he had lost 140 pounds himself many years prior. Listening to him on the radio, I really admired his passion to help people with losing weight and I took down his email address given over the radio. That very day, was the day I was signed up to go to the gastric bypass informational meeting. I had every intention of going to that meeting, check in hand, signing up, and doing everything I had to do to get that surgery ASAP.
I got home, emailed Bobby, and he wrote back to me right away. I still went to the meeting to find out what it was all about. I still had my checkbook ready, but felt like the prospect of working with Bobby would likely be a much better option. I left that meeting, that I had driven two hours to, with tears in my eyes. I just could not bring myself to even sign myself up for the consult. I *knew* it was not for me. I know that for many people, it has been a tremendous blessing. For me, I had a LOT of work to do in my mind. I KNEW I was NOT in a place to be compliant. I was not ready mentally for it. I also knew that if I had to change my mind and relationship with food, then why couldn't I do that without the surgery?
Within a week or so, Bobby and I started working together. This continued for over six months and I lost over 20 pounds in the beginning. He introduced me to an entirely different way of eating and his passion on the topic was contagious. He was so supportive and always a text message away, in addition to meeting together every two weeks.
But I stalled. The emotional eating, especially at night, was just aweful. I always seemed to have an excuse and I let it control me. Funny how I speak of "the emotional eating" as if it's a thing..and I had nothing to do with it, huh?
Eventually, our 12 sessions were up. We still met for a couple more, and then Bobby was transferred to New York for his job. We've always remained friends and stayed in contact.
Over the past two years, a lot has happened with me.Let's just wipe July 2010-Oct 2011 right off the face of the universe! However, when it comes to people that have made a huge impact on my life, Bobby is up there. I often recall tidbits of wisdom he had shared with me and never would forget his passion for health. He is just an awesome person!
That's all GREAT. There are a few other people who have really impacted me as well. But something I have rather recently learned and started to apply is that: These people are a great *inspiration*. *Motivation* has got to come from within.
When the rubber meets the road, it's cloudy outside, you're bummed out, you don't have a meeting set up with one of your favorite people et etc: who wants this? where's the motivation? It has got to come from within your own self!!
Yesterday, I was wasting a little time on Facebook lamenting over the fact that I had promised myself that as soon as I get the kids off to school, it is time to workout. I had already NOT gotten up extra early to do the eliptical *before* getting them ready for school. I saw the following, posted by Jody Fit at 54:
I got home, emailed Bobby, and he wrote back to me right away. I still went to the meeting to find out what it was all about. I still had my checkbook ready, but felt like the prospect of working with Bobby would likely be a much better option. I left that meeting, that I had driven two hours to, with tears in my eyes. I just could not bring myself to even sign myself up for the consult. I *knew* it was not for me. I know that for many people, it has been a tremendous blessing. For me, I had a LOT of work to do in my mind. I KNEW I was NOT in a place to be compliant. I was not ready mentally for it. I also knew that if I had to change my mind and relationship with food, then why couldn't I do that without the surgery?
Within a week or so, Bobby and I started working together. This continued for over six months and I lost over 20 pounds in the beginning. He introduced me to an entirely different way of eating and his passion on the topic was contagious. He was so supportive and always a text message away, in addition to meeting together every two weeks.
But I stalled. The emotional eating, especially at night, was just aweful. I always seemed to have an excuse and I let it control me. Funny how I speak of "the emotional eating" as if it's a thing..and I had nothing to do with it, huh?
Eventually, our 12 sessions were up. We still met for a couple more, and then Bobby was transferred to New York for his job. We've always remained friends and stayed in contact.
Over the past two years, a lot has happened with me.
That's all GREAT. There are a few other people who have really impacted me as well. But something I have rather recently learned and started to apply is that: These people are a great *inspiration*. *Motivation* has got to come from within.
When the rubber meets the road, it's cloudy outside, you're bummed out, you don't have a meeting set up with one of your favorite people et etc: who wants this? where's the motivation? It has got to come from within your own self!!
Yesterday, I was wasting a little time on Facebook lamenting over the fact that I had promised myself that as soon as I get the kids off to school, it is time to workout. I had already NOT gotten up extra early to do the eliptical *before* getting them ready for school. I saw the following, posted by Jody Fit at 54:
"Whoa.." I thought. Well how true is that Julie? I don't know what is was, but I put on my sneakers and hopped on the eliptical. When I was done, I was thinking "gee...I *really* should try to go for a hike. Crap..have an teleconference at 11 with the accountant..well, I *could* go for at least 30 minutes..hmmmm" Then, my phone rang and it was my accountant needing to reschedule. So..off to the trail I went for a little more than an hour long hike.
I walked and walked. My legs were tired. It was gray and dreary and cold out. I didn't care. I just kept thinking of that little sign. *Particularly* the "no one wants this more than you" part. NO ONE. Not my husband, not my kids, not my friends, not any trainers I've had, nutritionists, and so on and so on. I thought to myself "Julie, it's just you. How bad do you want this??"
It's not simply about a checklist. Eat 1400 calories, exercise "x" number of minutes a day. I have to really want it. My mind has to be in the game.
I was thinking of all this while I was hiking and many of my conversations with Bobby came to my mind. Things he said to me almost two years ago that I finally "got". I'm really thankful to him!
Some of the things I'm finding that I really love about hiking:
-the sound of my own footsteps in the silent woods
-I'm going somewhere. I'm not just in one spot as in on the eliptical..it's kind of symbolic of this journey I'm on
-I'm not just engaged physically, but mentally, spiritually and emotionally. When I'm alone with myself outdoors, there's just something cool about that.
-breathing in the cold
-the sound of nature..of whatever critters are out there
-watching my footing so as not to fall (again, symbolic)
-it is real meditative time and I love it.
I think this could soon become a healthy addiction! :)
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