I started thinking yesterday that losing 10 pounds by the New Year was no longer feasible; given my party/travel weekend and the fact that I am too afraid to get on the scale to see the damage. I had even considered *gasp* NOT going to WW this weekend, because I did not want to risk seeing a gain. That’s pretty stupid, I know, and the more I fight with myself, the more I realize that I am my worst enemy. My weight fluctuates because I don’t stick to a plan. I know It’s up because I ate too much of the wrong kind of food. I don’t know exactly how much it is up because I don’t get on the scale (as if not seeing a number makes it less real). I know that I haven’t been very thoughtful about exercise and if I don’t get a grip pretty soon, I will find it that much harder to get back to where I was, let alone improve my fitness.
I always get a plan together. Usually it is in my head; usually I forget halfway through the day or find a reason for not following through. Yesterday, I decided to put money on the line. I registered for all of my 2009 races and I signed up for a 6 week – 6 a.m. boot camp. For those of you who race, you know that we are talking some real bucks and I dread the January credit card statement. One race is international distance and that makes me realize that I will have to train much more seriously than I ever have. Yes, life will get in the way, but I need to incorporate my needs into what I consider vital to my family. I know it can only make me a better mom-wife-friend.
I am going to WW this weekend. I am following the plan this week (2 great days so far) and if a loss is in the cards- great! If it’s not, I have a new starting point. No more excuses!!!!!!
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