Last spring, I heard Michelle Babb, MS, RD, CD lecture to a group of cyclists on nutrition for cycling. I liked her approach, and as I contemplated yet again tackling the problem of being at the border of "overweight" and "obese," I decided to give a shot at working with her. I've always done well with one-on-one learning and getting that sort of support. I first worked with Michelle from the end of July until the end of October. I learned a lot about food, started eating foods I had not before, starting using a pressure cooker, and was better about food preparation. But exercising enough continued to be a challenge. Another thing I ran into was being a slave to the number on the scale. That number was not going down as I thought it should be, given my "good behavior." Michelle kept encouraging me to use other measures of success -- how I felt, compliments from others on how I looked, etc. Michelle saw me as successful, and even said I was inspiring. Yet -- due to really unrealistic expectations -- when the first 12 sessions were completed and I had not lost what I had wanted to lose, I deemed the effort unsuccessful. And that hit me hard: yet another approach to weight loss that didn't work for me. I stopped following the program and the few pounds I had lost found me again (the holidays capped by a family reunion contributed to that).
But Michelle is a very generous and caring professional. She was willing to continue to dialogue with me and answer my questions. Because of her sincere and substantive answers to my questions in our post-series email exchange, I realized that I did not give the program enough time. I realized that I had had totally unrealistic expectations.
I am a Buddhist, and the founder of the sect of Buddhism I practice wrote in a letter to a follower:
The journey from Kamakura to Kyoto takes twelve days. If you travel for eleven but stop with only one day remaining, how can you admire the moon over the capital?
Nichiren Daishonin
February, 1280
With this in mind, I've changed my time framework from weeks to years - a half year, one year, three years. My first appointment of my "second tour of duty" (this is what I called my various times working with my psychologist as well) was January 20, 2012. Neither slush, snow nor ice kept me from keeping that appointment.
Of course, I'd love to see results sooner than six months. I'm going to work very hard to focus on how I feel, and not on numbers (pounds, percent body fat, and body mass index). If you do not live in and enjoy the process (be here now), you do yourself a disservice and decrease the likelihood that you will reach your goal. I will continue to use this beautiful and poetic quote from Nichiren Daishonin when I start losing sight of this.
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