I recently hit a MAJOR body/weight/exercise milestone. No, I didn't lose 10 pounds. Nope, I didn't finish a half-marathon. Nah, my pants aren't feeling any looser. My milestone involves me... in the nude... looking in the mirror. And rather than beating myself up for what I saw, I gave myself grace.
Nonsense about health and weight prevails on best-seller lists; it prevails on the morning shows; it prevails in the blogosphere. It prevails not because it helps you, the buyers, but because the sellers can sell it. It prevails because false hope is a very profitable business. It doesn't have to be this way.