I weighed in this week, and I am disappointed with myself and discouraged. I was up a pound. I know in the grand scheme of things that a pound isn’t the end of the world, but I just am angry with myself that I didn’t do better. I just didn’t keep up with what I knew I should be doing. Now I can tell myself little white lies to protect my ego, but the reality is that I just didn’t adhere to a plan strictly enough to see any positive progress. I can tell myself that it’s stress or something, but the truth is still there: I didn’t keep myself from snacking at night, and I sure as hell went on a binge after the funeral.
But it just depresses me to think that I have so little will power on a lasting basis that I can make the significant changes I want in my life.
So what will do it? What will galvanize me into making the changes I want to see?
I just don’t know.
Perhaps this week’s disappointment will do it. Maybe the fact that I backslid will convince me to be more diligent.
The problem is that, for me, it’s an every single day commitment. If I do go off track, it takes me so long to get back on target.
And I keep second-guessing myself: What if I went to the gym more? What if I didn’t eat that extra protein bar? What if I did different exercises? What if I had eaten something different for lunch? Drunk more water? Drunk less coffee? Not used butter? Not eaten onions? Gotten more sleep? Gotten less sleep but been more physically active? Stressed less?
Well, back to square one.
Get on track with the Slim4Ever plan. Drink more water. Do something every morning and evening. Do a little work out throughout the day.
I’ll keep you posted as to how that works and how much will power I have.