Well, here we are in a new year and new decade. My kids were a little confused by all the fuss, as they woke up and everything seemed pretty much the same as yesterday.
I was paging through this week's People magazine this morning, with the usual New Year's Half Their Size! - without pills or surgery! feature. I truly admire what the people in the magazine have accomplished. It's huge, and it's something I have not been able to maintain in my life.
But it's amazing to me how much people consider surgery to be a copout, or the easy way out. Anyone who's ever gone through the battery of doctor's appointments, tests and insurance company hoops, and then faced general anesthesia, recovery, weeks of liquids and mushies and a whole new lifestyle knows the surgery route is no walk in the park.
Bottom line: I would love to have been one of the people who lost a lot of weight and kept it off through sheer willpower and discipline. I've lost 75 pounds once and 50 pounds once and gained it all back plus some bonus pounds. It took some courage to admit to myself that I can't do this alone. I don't feel like I'm taking the easy way out. I feel like I'm taking the only way out.
