I keep these two photos of myself on my refrigerator. And I didn’t realize until today that they are a source of inspiration and motivation for me. The picture on the left (I’m the one in green) was probably the heaviest I’ve ever been, though I can’t remember when it was taken. The picture on the right was probably the healthiest I was in more than a decade.
They’ve both been hanging there for quite some time, but I realized I look at the left picture and it makes me not want to eat whatever bad thing I was going to grab (or the second helping of the healthier foods I’ve been trying to keep in the house).
So, it’s cliché, but I’m my own motivation when it comes to modifying my diet. I don’t want to look like that again, and until I can take that picture again with my friends and love the way I look, it will stay right where it is, to remind me of how far I’ve come, and how hard I’ve worked.