All Fired Up
Alright, Katie - here I am!
I will not bemoan the various dieting failures I have encountered over the last several years. Suffice to say, it has not really gone well.
But here's the thing: last year, I lost 60 pounds on Weight Watchers (like, legit WW - not the fake way I did it before! Because let's be honest, I didn't know what I was doing.) Anyway, my point is that, clearly, when I'm focused and motivated, I know exactly what needs to be done to lose significant weight. So I don't need to do anything other than simply get my ass back into gear.
I also know that my life is infinitely better when my eating and exercising habits are healthy and under control. I will forever wonder why I engage in such destructive behavior when A) I hate the way I feel when I'm doing it, and B) I genuinely love the feeling of eating well and working out. I've come to believe that there is some kind of psychological and/or emotional disconnect when it comes to this, because I am too smart to continuously engage in such self-destructive practices.
If my life weren't as busy as it was right now, I would actually consider visiting some sort of food therapist for this problem. Yes, I truly believe it's gotten that bad. I loved everything about the way I felt last year when I was losing weight, so what is the reason that I gained it all back? This has happened for my entire life; there's a larger (no pun intended) issue here.
But as it stands, I can't make time for therapy right now. So, the long-ignored Coup d'Fat will be my therapist, and Katie, you are along for the ride :)
Current vanity motivators: Ashley's wedding (bridesmaids dresses can suck it) and Michelle's wedding (I don't know what internet ministers wear, but I don't want to stand in front of 50 people looking like a sack of potatoes.)
Current health motivators: I am getting terrible sleep and my back hurts like a motha-fucka. And am I really getting to the point where I'm winded walking up the stairs to my office? Lord.
Current financial motivators: I bought a shit-ton of adorable, smaller-sized clothes last year and now I can't fit into any of them. I am not buying bigger clothes, but I'm running out of options.
Current plan: I have none. Actually, not true. This weekend, I will go back to a WW meeting. Saturday morning. I will sit in the back and not speak, but I will be there, face the scale, and start counting. I will attempt to ride my bike at least 4 times in the next week. I will count points every day, even if I'm going crazy and overboard. The accountability of keeping track of points will eventually fall into place.
I also need to shop for healthy food. Katie, I think it would be a really good idea to meal-plan our weeks together. I'm not great at that, but for me, knowing what I'm eating ahead of time is really helpful.
Aw man. I'm all fired up!
I will not bemoan the various dieting failures I have encountered over the last several years. Suffice to say, it has not really gone well.
But here's the thing: last year, I lost 60 pounds on Weight Watchers (like, legit WW - not the fake way I did it before! Because let's be honest, I didn't know what I was doing.) Anyway, my point is that, clearly, when I'm focused and motivated, I know exactly what needs to be done to lose significant weight. So I don't need to do anything other than simply get my ass back into gear.
I also know that my life is infinitely better when my eating and exercising habits are healthy and under control. I will forever wonder why I engage in such destructive behavior when A) I hate the way I feel when I'm doing it, and B) I genuinely love the feeling of eating well and working out. I've come to believe that there is some kind of psychological and/or emotional disconnect when it comes to this, because I am too smart to continuously engage in such self-destructive practices.
If my life weren't as busy as it was right now, I would actually consider visiting some sort of food therapist for this problem. Yes, I truly believe it's gotten that bad. I loved everything about the way I felt last year when I was losing weight, so what is the reason that I gained it all back? This has happened for my entire life; there's a larger (no pun intended) issue here.
But as it stands, I can't make time for therapy right now. So, the long-ignored Coup d'Fat will be my therapist, and Katie, you are along for the ride :)
Current vanity motivators: Ashley's wedding (bridesmaids dresses can suck it) and Michelle's wedding (I don't know what internet ministers wear, but I don't want to stand in front of 50 people looking like a sack of potatoes.)
Current health motivators: I am getting terrible sleep and my back hurts like a motha-fucka. And am I really getting to the point where I'm winded walking up the stairs to my office? Lord.
Current financial motivators: I bought a shit-ton of adorable, smaller-sized clothes last year and now I can't fit into any of them. I am not buying bigger clothes, but I'm running out of options.
Current plan: I have none. Actually, not true. This weekend, I will go back to a WW meeting. Saturday morning. I will sit in the back and not speak, but I will be there, face the scale, and start counting. I will attempt to ride my bike at least 4 times in the next week. I will count points every day, even if I'm going crazy and overboard. The accountability of keeping track of points will eventually fall into place.
I also need to shop for healthy food. Katie, I think it would be a really good idea to meal-plan our weeks together. I'm not great at that, but for me, knowing what I'm eating ahead of time is really helpful.
Aw man. I'm all fired up!
Comments
I love your motivators! They are very similar to my own (minus the worrying about what to wear as a minister ;))
We can do this!