The hard truth…

Warning…I’m in a mood right now (I live in Minnesota, enough said!) and probably shouldn’t be posting, but I’m gonna anyway. It’s about to get real in here. And if I sound like I am standing on a soapbox, I’m sorry. Well, kind of. But not really. Remember, it’s getting real.


(This is the first snowfall of the season – November 10 – and we are supposed to get anywhere from 12-18 inches. YUCK!)


OKAY….here’s goes nothing:

The other day, I had someone tell me I had it “easy” because I didn’t have any weight to lose and I was already “skinny enough” and so I didn’t really have to work at it. This person said I already looked “good enough.” Now, I will tell you I thanked the person and was nice about it. And, I will give the person a little credit. This person did not know my background (I’ve lost 60 pounds and have maintained that loss for almost five years), but later got to hear all about it. In a very nice manner. Even got to see a picture (see below).

us again before and after


First things first, DO NOT judge a book by it’s cover. Ever. You don’t walk in someone else’s shoes. You only know you. That’s all. You have no idea what that person has gone through, what they are going through, NOTHING. Don’t judge. PERIOD! And that goes for more than just looks and weight!

Now, I realize that this person was just trying to be nice. I get that. I thanked the person and really, truly, I was nice about it. And, I will tell you, I was flattered. But, at the same time, annoyed. Why?

Because, secondly, I don’t have it easy. Period. And, I am not skinny, nor am I fat. I am healthier than I used to be. Truth be told, because that’s what I do around here, I don’t like the words skinny and fat. I prefer healthy and unhealthy. In the picture on the left, I was not healthy. At. All. I was pre-diabetic, meaning I was on the edge of having diabetes. I was on high blood pressure pills and my doctor wanted me on high cholesterol pills. I never started those pills. In the picture on the right, I am no where near being a diabetic, my blood pressure is phenomenal and my cholesterol is fabulous. I am healthier than I have ever been. but it didn’t come EASY!

I don’t have it easy. In my opinion, most healthy people don’t. It is a daily struggle/battle/challenge to make the best decisions. It’s hard work to work hard. By the way, I also don’t really believe in bad and good either. I believe in best and better and not-so-good choices. I am not “bad” because I ate something that wasn’t healthy for me. And the food is not “bad” because it’s not as healthy compared to other food. Get it? Make sense? Hope so.

Getting to where I am today was hard work. Staying where I am today is even harder. Don’t think for a minute that I am “cured” or that I don’t face struggles. It is literally a DAILY battle. Every. Single. Stinking. Day.

Whether it’s trying to make healthier decisions when it comes to eating or making myself workout, it is hard work. There is nothing easy about it.

Don’t you think it would be easy just to eat whatever the heck I wanted and not have to think about it? Don’t you think it would be easy just to sit on the couch and do nothing all day, every day? Don’t you think it would be easy to just say “screw it” and go back to my old ways? Don’t you think it would be easy to just open a bag of chips and eat them without thinking? Don’t you think that it would be easy just to buy a pack of cupcakes and eat them all or eat them whenever I wanted to without giving it a second thought? Don’t you think it would be easy to go to a restaurant, open the menu and choose whatever looked good instead of studying the menu and choosing a better/healthier option? Don’t you think it would just be easier to just not have to think? Period.

Of course it would. I won’t lie.

But that’s not what I choose to do. I choose – for the most part – to work hard, to eat better than I used and to get in some exercise.

Yes, there are days where I question my decisions, where the couch is my best friend, but then I work harder at it the next day. Yes, there are days when I want to give up, to throw in the towel because THAT would be easier than working hard.

Losing weight is hard. Keeping the weight off is hard. Exercising is hard.

But you have to make that decision. There is really no in-between. You can either have it “easy” and potentially be unhealthy AND UNHAPPY or you can work hard and be a healthier – AND HAPPIER – version of yourself. The decision is all yours. No one can do the work for you. It takes time. It takes effort. It takes motivation. It take courage. It takes hard work. It takes everything you’ve got. There isn’t anything “easy” about it. Truly, there’s not. I work my friggin’ arse off sometimes. Truly, I do.

I couldn’t use anymore excuses – too tired, too busy, not enough time, not enough money, no support from family and friends, too whatever. It was something I wanted so I knew I had to work at it. I had to make the time. I had to make it work. I had to prioritize me. I had to put in the effort. And yes, I did have to make some sacrifices. But you know what, it was and is worth it to me. My health is worth every single minute, every ounce of sweat, every single no thank you, every single whatever. It has been and is still worth it.

I am not perfect. I eat doughnuts for breakfast sometimes. I drink beer and wine. I skip workouts because I just don’t feel like it. But everything I do is worth it to me. Why? Because truth be told…


And so are you.

I am going to leave you with a saying that my mother has said for years when it comes to people trying to make a decision or who are half-heartedly doing something. (Excuse the language!)

“It’s time to sh** or get off the pot!”

In other words, do the work. You’ll thank yourself later.


8 thoughts on “The hard truth…

  1. Thank you for sharing your truth, your struggles, and your victories. Very inspiring and makes me feel more motivated.

    I am learning that I am worth it.


  2. Oh my gosh, what a great post. I think all of us who have to try really hard to be in the shape we are in have taken offense at one time or another. I love when someone says “I wish I could eat all I want and still look like you!”
    Like you said, it’s flattering but I’m just thinking “me too!”


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