Mom: How's the food experiment going?
Me: So great! I feel amazing; I'm sleeping better; my skin is better; I feel incredible! Doing that program was the best thing that I've ever done.
Mom: Did you lose any weight?At first I bristled at the question. I felt like saying, "That's not the point!" but I held my tongue. I knew my mom was trying to be supportive. A year ago I would have answered eagerly. It was that moment that I realized that how I measured success had changed.
I used to measure my health by weight and measurements, but that method would always fail me. Things would be great for weeks and/or months, but whenever the weight stalled for a period of time I would get frustrated and go off kilter. I've repeated that cycle for years - twenty years, to be exact.
Since doing the Whole30 I've started eating for health and not weight loss. I've never felt better. I know there are going to be days where I go off plan, but that's okay. I no longer have aspirations of losing X amount of weight in a month, or even a year. Waking up and feeling great is all I care about right now. Eating healthy, nurturing my mind through meditation, and my body through yoga has resulted in me feeling positively fantastic.
Back to the conversation with my mom. Yes, I lost 15 pounds during the Whole30. I've lost 15 pounds before, but this time I've shed so much more than weight: self-loathing, emotional eating, negative self-talk, and my abusive relationship with my scale.
I'm on the right path for me.