Hi all -
I've been a lurker on the boards for a loooong time. Finally about 4 months out from the wedding and things are coming together. I recently went to get my dress from the shop, as it was delivered early from the designer, and did the usual inspection and try-it-on deal. Well, the dress zipped (good) but is so tight in the ribs that I can't breathe, let alone sit down (bad...very bad). I know that there are still alterations, etc that need to be done but this was not how I was hoping for that visit to go. Now, for the past few days, I've decided to totally revamp eating and exercise habits with the goal to drop 8-10lbs and fit in this damn dress. So frustrating but I have FI totally backing me as my cheerleader.
The past 5 days have been fine. Actually, better than I anticipated - eating really well, no processed foods cravings (yay!), drinking lots of water, mid-high impact exercising every night after work. Going in to this, I knew what I need to do.
And then it dawned on me as I was making plans with friends for tonight - the pizza and beer they are planning on enjoying will not be consumed by me. Instead, I'll be there with my salad. Maybe one glass of wine or a beer. Maybe.
My question for the board for those who had a pre-wedding scramble: How did/do you find balance with the healthy lifestyle and just enjoying life?
I've had, well, minor eating issues when I was younger (nothing serious now) and do get concerned that I'm going to become slightly obsessed with loosing this weight. My "former" lifestyle was very food-centric - let's go out to dinner; let's meet and catch up at this place for a drink/food; no plans? let's meet for lunch, etc. I know it's on me to make proper decisions and not sabotage myself. I also know that right now I'm not even 1 week in and in no place to say "yes...a cheeseburger is a good idea". That time will come eventually where I can re-introduce a few "guilty pleasure" items within moderation.
I feel like I'm whining that my life will never be the same. That's not my intention here. I do know that once I'm in that damn (but absolutely beautiful) dress, I'll be so glad that I sacrificed 4 frikkin' months and achieved a great goal. I'm just looking for some perspective from those who can relate.