I keep myself motivated by reminding myself any time I have even the slightest thought of eating something that isn’t on my good list that I’ve come a long way, it was hard work, and I don’t want to slide backward in my progress toward 165 lbs. I have been good so far, and haven’t had any moments of weakness, but I am not immune from the memories of chocolate cake, cookies, and pizza.
When the thought comes to me, I’ve employed a little trick that seems to work well for me: I remember the flavor, I remember how I enjoyed it, and then I put it out of my mind. Just like that. It’s no Jedi Mind Trick, but it works for me.
I am recovering from a food addiction. I used to eat for the pleasure of eating. I used to eat because it was entertainment. I used to eat because I was addicted to it. Now, I’ve got it under control by eating three times a day and eating standard portions. I am very strict about it, and I don’t allow myself any leeway.
I am doing this for me, first and foremost. I am selfish, and I want to enjoy grandchildren one day. I want to enjoy dancing with my wife. I want to enjoy annoying her for many years to come. Of course, I am doing this for my wife and kids, too, but the person I least want to let down is myself. I’ve put too much energy into this to let it go to waste.
I feel so good now, I never want to go back to how I felt before. Not just physically, but emotionally. I stay the course because all other options lead to failure, and failure is not an option. I will adapt, improvise, and overcome. You can do this, too. Just commit to it.