Buddy cracks me up. Frequently, when I take him outside to potty, he'll strike this hero-dog pose à la Rin Tin Tin or Lassie. In fact, anyone who knows him knows that he's nothing but big goof. Sometimes I feel like a poser myself. When people tell me I'm looking really good, I think that I've got people fooled. Frequently, I feel no different than I did before the weight loss. Sometimes I just want to tell people "No, it's just the bra I'm wearing."
On the other hand, I do know the benefit of positive thinking. If I feel fit and healthy, I will act fit and healthy, and I will become fit and healthy. Poser/Positive thinking...sometimes it feels like there's a fine line between the two. On good days, I'm thinking positive. On bad days, I see myself as a poser. So, if you're out there supporting me and telling me how good I'm doing and I seem sort of sheepish, that's me on one of my poser days. Today, was something of a poser day.
Yep, I can exactly picture Buddy the Poser. I think you "pose" a very interesting dilemma in that weight loss isn't just changing your physical being but your mental/emotional one as well.
ReplyDelete"...just the bra I'm wearing"--good one!
With my dieting experience, I can tell you, losing weight is the easy part. It's the mental/emotional change that's really difficult. It's so easy to slip into that old persona is far too easy sometimes. I think you have to essentially re-create your identity every day.
ReplyDeleteAbout the bra. I sort of feel guilty. By the time I get around to seeing Ken, the "wonder bra" has been replaced by the "ahh bra," the comfortable bra. He thinks he's dating some old granny who is the victim of gravity. :)