Forward movement and change

This re-post seems fitting…Deep into production of my upcoming cookbook, Shop, Cook, Eat: Outside of the Box, I had to make a difficult change. A decision. For a myriad of reasons, I had to change print companies. Since they printed my first cookbook I felt I owed it to them to let them print my sophomore effort. Loyalty I guess. But it was becoming more and more apparent that it wasn’t the place for my second book. That’s okay. We don’t have to stick with something if it’s not working out, it’s not working out. Move forward. Next.

Change is good. Change is frightening. Change is liberating. Change is necessary. So often we become stagnant in our everyday lives and are afraid to make changes. Even when the changes are for the better. It could be the smallest change: a new hair cut, maybe spruce up our living room with a new bold color paint, or buy a new daring pair of shoes. Then there’s the major changes: dump the partner that is zapping our energy, quit the dead end job, or lose those unwanted 30 lbs. Whatever it is that is keeping us in a negative place we often opt to stay there because we’re fearful of making the changes and putting in the necessary work. It’s a crazy oxymoron.

Everything is going well in life all is fine and dandy. We find ourselves in a comfort zone. We like our job, our partner, etc., but there are always areas that we can improve to make us better. I’m always looking for ways to improve, grow. I strive everyday to be better. I refuse to become complacent and sit still. Life is about forward movement. My weight loss and self transformation journey to date is the BIGGEST change I’ve ever made. I say this all the time, this is a transformation from the inside out. Besides, making changes in my diet and becoming physically active. There were plenty of things I did NOT like about my character:

- I'd tell someone I was going to do something and then I 
  wouldn't. And, to boot I'd have a flip attitude about it 
  if they asked me about it. 
- I gave up really easy. If anything caused a challenge. 
  Forget it. Game over. I quit.
- I didn't value myself and had a horrible desire for 
  validation from others
- Negative outlook
- Selfish, selfish, selfish

I’ve had to take a long hard look at myself and make all sorts of changes. It’s been a long, painful yet very rewarding journey. Sometimes, I wonder when will I stop changing. I think, I can honestly say — never.

For those in a comfort zone. For those in a negative place. I challenge you to find it within yourself to make the necessary changes to do whatever is you want to do, reach for whatever goal you want to reach, and become the BEST person you can be. One thing is for sure, you can’t keep doing the same things and get different results. If you’ve been contemplating making changes in your lives – the time is now. Here’s to forward movement and change.

Chrisetta Mosley

Chrisetta Mosley

I am a product – and now a survivor – of childhood obesity. As a child, my family always told me that my extra weight was merely baby fat and I’d eventually grow out of it. I never did. Instead, my childhood is filled with memories of not being able to ride a bike, flattening its training wheels from being over the recommended weight, and avoiding P.E. classes by any means necessary. For years, I wore my fatness like a wounded soldier wears a Purple Heart - with pride. I owned the look. I dressed it up. I worked the room. There wasn't a skinny girl who intimidated me. I made sure my hair was laid just right. Nails polished. Outfits coordinated to the tee. Accessories to compliment every outfit. But everyone has a breaking point, and mine came in the spring of 2004 when I tipped the scale at nearly 400 pounds 388 to be exact. I was MISERABLE trapped inside of that body. I no longer wore my Purple Heart with pride. Rather, I was ashamed and frightened. Ashamed that I had allowed food to become my everything – frightened I would die because of it. Drastic times called for drastic measures... Today, I’m bound and determined to live a better, healthier, active lifestyle. I realize I’m no longer a passenger in my life, I’m the driver. I’m overcoming my inhibitions and I’m slowly but surely saying farewell to my old childhood nemesis, obesity. For once and for all, Farewell Fatso!

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