When I first start a “diet” I’m all gung ho. I think diligently about everything I’m going to put in my mouth and my workouts take priority. I’m dedicated. As the pounds drop, my momentum grows. I’m doing it. I’m really doing it!
SPLAT! (I hit a wall.)
I surpassed my first goal and then. . . nothing. I kept doing what I had been doing but found that life had a way of interfering with my best laid plans. Traveling threw a wrench into my routine. Entertaining house guests and birthday parties and happy hours and OH LOOK I AM NOT ON TRACK AT ALL ANYMORE.
I haven’t completely gone off the deep end but enough so that righting myself seems to be a struggle. IThis morning I forced myself to step on the scale and not excuse the number away. It’s 2.5 lbs higher than the last time I got on it a month ago. I measured myself and despite packing on a few pounds, I’ve continued to lose smidges of inches all around. I am not a total failure! Mini-redemption!
While I still really love water aerobics, I need more. I need something new to commit to. And while my eating has been still very good, I’ve made concessions for dark chocolate covered almonds and entire bottles of wine. I think it’s time I return to phase one of South Beach and kick start my enthusiasm for veggies and protein. The thing about phase one though is that I really have to have two weeks where I am not required to travel, host guests, or go to a bunch of parties. I get distracted. And I slip here and there and it adds up.
I worry what that could mean for me in the long run but since I’ve been putting into practice what I’ve learned more than “cheating” I think I am on the right track. This does not feel like a diet but actually how I can and do and will live my life from here on out. Once I’ve dropped the bulk of the weight, making concessions occasionally won’t be so damaging to my body or psyche. It’s not like I am sitting here hoping that once the 80lbs are gone, I can be all I CAN HAVE CAKE NOW!
It’s time to set new goals and get on with achieving them.