I never regretted it took seven years to lose a hundred pounds. In the beginning I changed my concerns about weight loss to weight gain.

I decided I had the rest of my life to get it right. Which meant I needed to learn how to not gain weight. Maintaining my weight was my new goal.

When the pounds started to add up I would reflect on what changed. Was I on vacation? Did I eat more fast food? Whatever the reason, I no longer put myself down.

Instead of self blame I would try to get back on track. I kept telling myself, I have the rest of my life to get it right. After all, it is my life.

I refused to continue the slow suicide of gaining weight. Getting it right is always a learning experience and set backs are expected.

I never focused on losing weight. When I did lose pounds my goal was to not gain it back. To get it right meant to maintain what I weighed at that moment.

If I was surprised with any weight loss it was a bonus gift. A gift I did not want to return.

I never dreamed I would lose down to a healthy weight. It just happened. At least I see it that way. During those seven years, I might lose a half a pound and not lose any more for a month or two. That was okay, as long as I was not gaining.

Now I have to not lose and not gain. Even though I’ve been at a healthy weight for a few years, I still focus on, I have the rest of my life to get it right. It’s worked all these years, why stop now.

Sincerely, living a lighter life, ED