It all began with a pair of jeans I slipped on for a night out. Less than a year ago, I felt sexy and healthy in these jeans, but now dumpy and frumpy were better descriptors. And, when I feel this way, my frustration leads me to want to eat raw….cookie dough. But rather than fall into old patterns, I knew it was better to face the truth. The truth is, I am making solid, healthy food choices and making it a point to move my body. It’s also the truth that I’ve been enjoying my weekend (okay, and some weekday) cocktails and choosing more carb-loaded menu items while on the road speaking. I’ve also been indulging in those little chocolates that appear religiously at every woman’s conference. The truth is, my body at this age simply doesn’t need as many calories to keep going as it did in years past.
But it’s also the truth that my self-worth has nothing to do with the numbers on a scale. When I originally took off the 50 lbs. of emotional weight I carried, my success came from choosing to see my value — choosing self-acceptance and compassion, rather than disgust, judgment and shame. And, the same is true for all of us. We are all worthy of greatness, no matter the shape or size of our bodies or bank accounts. Some days, we just need a reminder.