
I have just dropped 10 kilos. Something that seemed impossible months ago, even weeks ago.
Somehow, I suddenly found the motivation, the self-discipline, the need to finally lose those kilos that had been with me for years.
And it is oddly freeing once you realise you can do it. Once the weight starts to come off, it really does disappear. It slides away, it disintegrates, it melts away.
What changed was my state of mind.
I stopped feeling as though I had no choice. I stopped believing it was somehow normal for my body to be this way. I stopped feeling sorry for myself. I stopped feeling powerless.
And I took control.
That changed everything.
The food, the diet, the protocol, the precise details of what you eat matter far less until you find that state of mind within yourself and become capable of sustaining it. Past the bakery. Beyond the chocolate bar. Outside snack time. You have to reach the point where the decision is already made.
Once you can do that, hunger changes too.
Hunger becomes a badge of honour. A physical reminder that your body is finally reaching into its own resources. You feel that you are using what is already stored instead of constantly adding more. You become more active. You start noticing the changes. You see your body changing and that gives you pride.
And then it gets easier.
That surprised even me.
But now I think I understand the secret.
You have to stop whining at yourself and stop allowing yourself to believe that you are weak. Because you are stronger than you have imagined, and you have qualities you may never have had to tap into before.
I know because I found them in myself.
I am not a victim of my body. I am in control of it.
Try it. Make the decision. Sustain it. See what happens. See how you feel when you realise that you can actually do what you said you would do.
Feel that hunger.
And use it as the fuel it is.

