I happened to be discussing my progress with my good lady wife earlier today (alright I was boring the pants off of her with it like I have been doing for six weeks now) and mentioned that very soon, I would need to go shopping for some new clothes.
“Well make sure you keep the old ones” was her immediate reply.
Very supportive 🙂
Amusing though it is, it was quite an eye-opener. She expects me to fail. She’s probably not alone either – everyone that I know will also probably expect me to fail. I’m still not sure that even I expect me to succeed. That’s because in the past I’ve always failed.
My long suffering wife has helped me to sort through clothes and throw away the ones that don’t fit anymore a number of times in the past, both on the way down and on the way back up. It’s not surprising that she expects me to fail really, but I won’t lie – it hurts a bit too.
Is that lack of self-belief what lies behind most unsuccessful dieters, just sitting there and waiting for the right moment to trip them up? Is it that if you’ve failed once, you’ve set in place a cycle of expectation that’s difficult to break, but that seems to operate totally in the background? The belief of others isn’t really relevant here – it’s the self-belief that’s they key I’m sure, but if there’s a total lack of belief from the people around you, it can feel quite isolated. I feel quite isolated now anyway.
Not that I’m going to let it be a problem, but it’s really brought me back down to earth a bit. I was flying this morning, and now I’m just a little bit maudlin. I ought to make this clear – I don’t blame her at all. It’s not the fact that she said it, or even the fact that she believes it that’s unsettling. It’s that I can see exactly why she would believe it. It makes sense. It’s a smart move. It’s where the sensible people would put their money.
Well let’s grab an annoying phrase from the financial services and misuse it totally:
Past performance is not necessarily a guide to future performance. Weight can go down and stay down. And it will.
The Shrinking Man