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The road goes on forever....

(to steal a line from Robert Earl Keen)

Sometimes, when WW members achieve Lifetime status, I remind them that there's a reason we call it Lifetime --- because the journey never ends. It's less an ending than a beginning, because the road goes on forever. I sometimes think that even as much as we learn about ourselves as we're losing weight, we find out more about ourselves as we maintain and work to stay on track as Lifetime members.

And this is just as true for me: a Lifetimer who's working to get back to goal. I've learned that I still have to be just as vigilant, even though this time I'm a little less militant about it. I've learned that the scale is a measurement of gravity, not of self-worth. And I've learned that just because it worked in the past does not mean it will work forever.

I'm learning that for me, afternoon workouts just don't work as well. So.... ugh, ugh, ugh ..... as much as I am not a morning person in the least, I'm just going to have to buck up and do it. I'm gonna have to be at the gym at a completely ungodly hour and workout first. Afternoon workouts give me too much leeway to opt out, to try to find an alternative, and again this isn't working for me.

I'm learning that as I age, my body's responses are changing as well. Sadly, I don't bounce back as quickly or easily as I did in my 20s, and I suppose if I had one regret, it's that I wasn't ready for this life change back then. But that too was part of the learning process. Nothing would have worked until I was ready for it to work, and that didn't happen until my mid-/late 30s.

And I'm learning to love myself more through the process. Another sadness is that I didn't appreciate all the changes I experienced in the actual loss process. I appreciated the results but not the changes as they were occurring.

Lessons of a lifetime, always being learned and re-learned, never ending until my time ends. And I am so glad for the opportunity to learn and keep learning!

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