All roads are paved with good intentions, all of my roads start out this way, but I am finding that they often end in dead ends or half paved. I am good at organizing, business, running a house, among other things. I am good at setting my mind to something and making it happen, usually.
I decided almost two years ago to start walking daily no matter what kind of weather was out there. I have never missed one day. I decided to quit smoking and did that cold turkey almost five years ago. My point is, I normally conquer, and am finding this task to be much harder than quitting smoking. It is frustrating, hard, boring, and frightening.
With all the things in life to take seriously, health should really be # 1.
I slid from my normal routine, I didn’t do the 30 minutes after waking rule, I slacked on weights and crunches, and I made way to many treats even though I cut them back by over half. I had pasta, bread and carbs in general. I am not a total die hard when it comes to carbs, but find I do much better when I limit the processed ones. There is really no such thing as a great unprocessed Christmas cookie. Damn!
I have had Cheesecake, Bread pudding with whiskey sauce, Mimosas and a sampling of other treats.
My thoughts were-it is fixable, enjoy. Not the case, gaining weight for enjoyment to have to lose it again is not a smart thing to do or a healthy way to think. I literally had bad dreams about this last night. The weight gain is minimal, but feels enormous. My goal was to get up today like none it happened and move on with life. I didn’t, unless you count banana bread for breakfast and left over spinach lasagna as moving on. I hate ruts, and have found myself in that of the great holiday rut. If you really limit carbs even for a week (the bad ones) you body stops wanting them, it takes one bite of anything processed for your body to say “Wow-I missed you” and the craving starts again. I am not a food addict or a sneak eater, but wonder if those people have that same feeling.
If you were to ask me today where I am at, I would tell you-back to square one. That is the one square I didn’t want to be standing on again.
I decided almost two years ago to start walking daily no matter what kind of weather was out there. I have never missed one day. I decided to quit smoking and did that cold turkey almost five years ago. My point is, I normally conquer, and am finding this task to be much harder than quitting smoking. It is frustrating, hard, boring, and frightening.
With all the things in life to take seriously, health should really be # 1.
I slid from my normal routine, I didn’t do the 30 minutes after waking rule, I slacked on weights and crunches, and I made way to many treats even though I cut them back by over half. I had pasta, bread and carbs in general. I am not a total die hard when it comes to carbs, but find I do much better when I limit the processed ones. There is really no such thing as a great unprocessed Christmas cookie. Damn!
I have had Cheesecake, Bread pudding with whiskey sauce, Mimosas and a sampling of other treats.
My thoughts were-it is fixable, enjoy. Not the case, gaining weight for enjoyment to have to lose it again is not a smart thing to do or a healthy way to think. I literally had bad dreams about this last night. The weight gain is minimal, but feels enormous. My goal was to get up today like none it happened and move on with life. I didn’t, unless you count banana bread for breakfast and left over spinach lasagna as moving on. I hate ruts, and have found myself in that of the great holiday rut. If you really limit carbs even for a week (the bad ones) you body stops wanting them, it takes one bite of anything processed for your body to say “Wow-I missed you” and the craving starts again. I am not a food addict or a sneak eater, but wonder if those people have that same feeling.
If you were to ask me today where I am at, I would tell you-back to square one. That is the one square I didn’t want to be standing on again.
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