As of today, my wedding is officially one month away.
Eeeeek! To say I am freaking out would be an understatement; I’m feeling a whole flurry of emotions that range from incredibly stressed to unbelievably excited. And now that the countdown is on, body image is top of mind.
I’m one of those women who’s always looked forward to her wedding day and imagined what it might be like. Even from the time I was a little girl, I can remember thinking about *that special day* and knowing it would be the most perfect day.
Once we got engaged, I thought that as part of my wedding prep I would also lose a whole bunch of weight. Sweating for the wedding, and all that.
I’ll definitely be 10 pounds lighter by the time of the wedding, I thought.
Well here I am, one month out, nowhere near ten pounds lighter. And, I’m not freaking out about it.
As you may remember from last April when I tried to lose weight for our engagement party in New York, losing weight is not easy for me. I definitely have what I consider to be a normal weight range, and the best I was able to do then is get two pounds below that normal number.
I might have been two pounds lighter, but I still was eating my treats! Haha!
And in all reality, that’s probably where I’ll be for the wedding too. Right now I’m at the lower part of my normal range, and I feel like in one month I might be able to lose another pound or two.
Even though the number on the scale isn’t showing the kind of progress I was hoping to see by this point, I’m ok with that for a couple of reasons.
First, I feel strong. I can feel my quads and hamstrings powering me through spin class and bootcamp squats, and I know my upper body can handle heavier weights now in my classes. Recently some of Fabio’s friends called me “jacked,” which I took as a compliment even though I’m not sure they really intended it as one (I feel like guys don’t really like girls with big muscles, but mine does so who cares). I can see more definition in my abs, and I can see my performance improving in my classes. My body can do amazing things, and the scale is just a dumb number anyway.
And secondly, I like my life the way it is. I like eating healthy breakfasts, lunches, and dinners during the week and getting lots of exercise in, but then still going out with friends on the weekend or enjoying a special meal out.
I truly believe a healthy lifestyle is all about balance, and I have to decide what’s worth a splurge and what’s not. When my coworkers go for milkshakes, it’s easy for me to walk with them and not get anything. When there’s delicious banana pancakes on the menu, but also a healthy egg and veggie dish, I’m ok with getting the eggs. But if there’s something I really want – a piece of NYC pizza or my mom’s amazing cheesecake – I’m going to eat it. And I’m not going to feel guilty about it or beat myself up about it later. Because I know that with my next meal, I can go back to my typical healthy choice.
So I guess that’s how I’m feeling these days, hoping that I’ll look my best during the wedding but also trying not to stress over a dumb number on the scale. Even if I’m not 10 pounds lighter, I know my dress will fit. I know my friends and family will tell me I look beautiful. I know that, at the end of the day, this is all really about my marriage (!!!) to Fabio, who loves me even when I eat the pizza and the cheesecake and who has seen me at every range of my weight.
Now someone please remind me of all this before my final dress fitting in a couple of weeks. K thanks. 😉
Question of the day: How do you handle weight loss/body image for big events?