This weight loss/upper limit connection has me intrigued. In the past, I always used my appearance as my hiding place. At that same time, I was an incredibly capable businesswoman who held leadership positions with world-renowned brands like Coca-Cola, Pepsi, Victoria’s Secret, 3M and more as customers.
In spite of all the professional challenges I’ve overcome and successes I’ve had, there is so much more that I can do but haven’t. It took me a long time to realize it was that I’m not loving my look.
Now it seems like one of those “duh” moments. It’s like, “really Lisa, you never figured this out before? That there was a certain comfort level in keeping this excuse? In letting yourself off the hook?”
I was unconsciously full of shit for years, even as I succeeded in other areas of life. I had reached a self-imposed upper limit of success, and I had unconsciously decided that was all I deserved.
Here’s the simple explanation of how an upper limit works:
“Each of us has an inner equilibrium, a psychological and emotional “thermostat setting” that determines how much love, success, and creativity we allow ourselves to enjoy. When we exceed our inner thermostat setting, we will often do something to sabotage ourselves, causing us to drop back into the old, familiar zone where we feel secure.”
Gay Hendricks, The Big Leap
I had allowed myself success with regard to my career, but as far as my appearance was concerned, I had set my upper limit that was way much lower.
Somehow being fully conscious of this now seems to make this a much easier problem to deal with going forward.
So now I have to identify triggers that had set off some of my historical regressions of eating too much or simply not leading a healthy life:
The two biggest culprits were stress at my old job and my husband’s health problems.
I’m not working at that stressful job anymore, so I can scratch that off the list. My husband has also mostly recovered and after nearly 35 years of marriage still makes me laugh– he really is very funny.
I don’t have the excuses anymore. No more giving myself a pass.
One thought that has occurred to me as I begin this journey: if these upper limits are directly manifesting itself in my appearance, when I reach my desired appearance, will it really give me what I’m expecting? That is, the courage to go out there and just be me, serving in a way that helps others?
Am I overthinking this? I don’t think so. The things that hold me and perhaps all of us back are rooted in fear and imaginary scenarios of unrecoverable failure. (as Pam Slim likes to say – living in a van down by the river.”)
My task today is to sort out any other upper limits I might have; wonky, irrational connections I’ve made that are holding me back in business and life. Break this nonsense today by taking action – something new I haven’t done before.
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I’ll see you tomorrow.