I was holding myself back. Are you?

I got in my own way. I was holding myself back from losing weight and feeling good.

"I can't."
"I'll miss my [insert favorite comfort food here]."
"I'm not worth it."
"I'm not important."
"I don't know how."a
"I'm too old."
"If I just had the right [insert magic potion here]."
"I'm a picky eater."
"There's no use trying. It's just the way I am."
"What would others think?"

Does any of this sound familiar?

I've said these things before. A long time ago. That was before someone told me a better way, and I made the critical decision to change the trajectory of my health.

I had the pooch.
I had the bloat.
I had the crampy tummy.
I had the bad self image.

I thought I was "thick" because I'm tall - and that's just the way it's just supposed to be.
I tried Paleo. For a year. At least. But that made it worse.

I did all the exercise classes. Totally stressed me out trying to get to all those classes!
Even got my black belt in TaeKwonDo. The weight still stuck to my hips.

Pooping. Oh my goodness. I couldn't poop. You'd think I could do a basic human function well.

What was holding me back?
Me. Myself. And I.
And the right kind of knowledge.

I had limiting beliefs about my ability to get rid of unwanted weight. I thought I just couldn't do it no matter what I tried.
I felt like I failed because I tried counting points and ate best-book-seller diets.

When I counted points, I lost weight but could hardly eat a thing so I was hungry all the time and had zero energy.

When I ate paleo, my constipation was worse, and my muffin top even puffier.

I had poor self worth.
I tried to embrace my size.
I am a pleaser - so I made the casseroles and covered dishes to please my crowd so I could hear all the raving reviews. Gooey. Cheesy. Rich.

One day, my phone rang and that conversation changed ev-ery-thing.
Everything.
That conversation introduced me to a new way of living that is backed by oodles of scientific research studies showing the multiple positive effects of proper nourishment.

So, I looked into it for myself. Research. Evidence.
Sold!
So it wasn't my fault! I am not a failure!

In almost an instant, my limiting self-beliefs, my negative self talk, my self-blame -- it all disappeared. Because I was doing it all wrong!

I was spinning my wheels and getting nowhere because I was doing it wrong.

The rest is history - I changed what I ate and things started to improve. From my hips to my hippocampus -- things improved.
I lost inches, found energy I was missing and shed all the negative thoughts.

Because I'm worth it. And it wasn't my fault. I just didn't know.
My limiting beliefs held me back until someone told me there's a different way.

So, what's holding you back? From gaining the knowledge, skills and support? From believing in yourself? From giving back to yourself as much as you give others? From losing the weight and feeling great?

I spent yeeeaaars blaming myself and trying to accept weight creep.
I hope today's the day you stop negative false beliefs - because you're worth it, and you're capable.