I was going to title this post winning the battle...but really...
We aren't trying to win one skirmish..we are trying to win the whole thing...
The whole kit and kaboodle.
This is for life.
In September 1944 we got a little ahead of ourselves and deposited some airborne troops in the netherlands to sieze bridges for the coming invasion of american and british troops.
We thought this part of netherland wasn't heavily defended.
We were wrong.
One division held arnhem bridge for 4 days against overwhelming odds...at the end, they were surrounded on all sides by germans and 2/3rds of their division were killed or captured and the rest had retreated to a small pocket to await rescue.
To get to these troops who were trapped behind enemy lines The 82nd airborne had to capture the nijmegen bridge down the road....there was only one way to do this...
" Boats ordered by the 82nd Airborne the day before failed to arrive until afternoon and a hasty daylight assault crossing was ordered. At about 15:00 the 3rd Battalion, 504th PIR accompanied by sappers from 615 Field Squadron and 11th Field Company Royal Engineers (who made five crossings) made the crossing in 26 canvas assault boats into well-defended positions. The American unit had no training on the British-made boats. A shortage of paddles required some troopers to paddle the craft with rifle butts. About half the boats survived the crossing under heavy fire, eleven survived the first two crossings. The surviving Paras then assaulted across 200 meters (218 yards) of open ground on the far bank and seized the north end of the bridge. German forces withdrew from both ends of the bridge which was then rushed by Guards tanks and the 2nd Battalion, 505th PIR, securing the bridge at 19:10, D+3. The costly attack was nicknamed "Little Omaha" in reference to Omaha Beach"
Eventually, the 1rst airborne division was reached....they had lost the battle for arnhem bridge...but the american and british armies had solidified their position at nijmegen. Later this route was used for the final push into germany that ended the war.
What IS my point.
I was just noticing that at no point during the crossing of the river did anyone say "well, that does it..all we have are rifle butts."
Nor did the soldiers who were holding the line at arnhem say "Well, screw this...there aren't any reinforcements...who is for mcdonald's?"
Sometimes weight loss isn't easy. Or convenient....but, I am almost positive it's a good deal less difficult then watching half your buddies get eviscerated while holding some pissant bridge in the netherlands while waiting four days for reinforcements to arrive with little to no food and water. (talk about weight loss)
Drop the excuses.
The dishes can wait an hour or two till your done exercising. The kids won't miss you if you take a day or two a month to attend a support group. Nobody will die if you make fish and some salad for dinner.
You know what.
I have never attended a weight watchers meeting.
I still lost weight.
By walking daily and eating less food.
If all you have are excuses...
then you should ask yourself why.
For years I had excuses.
I don't know what I should eat (I don't know how to operate this boat)
I don't have a gym membership (I don't have a paddle)
My whole family is rebelling against eating healthier (the whole german army is pouring artillery fired down on our heads)
I don't have any support (we have been outflanked by the german army and where in the h*ll are our reinforcements!)
Sometimes you have to go all in...
let go of your excuses and go balls to the walls...hell bent for leather..
(insert another euphamism here)
You do what you have to.
No gym membership...walk.
No support....that's tough, but it doesn't change reality.
No way to buy tasty food...oh well it doesn't have to be tasty to work.
Trust me, I live on my cooking...lol.
If you want it bad enough, you will find a way.
But you have to want it.
Not want to want it.
I never wanted it bad enough before.
That is why I failed.
I didn't believe I could...and I wanted food and the comfort of not thinking about it more than I wanted change.
I didn't want to let go of the life I had crafted to grab on to a new life.
That is what you have to do, to lose massive amounts of weight.
You have to be prepared to change how you live.
To win the war, you have to go all in.
Let go of how you used to be and grab hold WHO YOU CAN BE.
Do what you must...
I won't say why I wrote this...just a little something that has been bugging me lately.
But I feel better to have gotten it off my chest.
I truly believe this.
These are some of the thoughts I think daily.
This is what helps me get through the bad days.
Hugs to you all.
Keep on rowing...even if it's with a rifle butt.