Weight Loss JournalThis is my weight loss journal. Losing weight is on the top of most people’s to do list. It’s been on the top of mine for - oh - about a year and a half, at leastI’ve had all the usual excuses: I don’t have the time or energy to exercise; I’ve had health issues: I twisted my ankles, I fell down the stairs, I broke my toe…; I was depressed and unmotivated and the meds I was on made me gain weight; I’d pick a glass of wine over a cup of tea; Recording points in my weight loss journal for a few days and then not doing it for the next two weeks; I was too hard on myself and then got pissed off and rebelled; I started dieting and didn’t follow through; and The list goes on and on.I started weight watchers again, on which I was very successful about 5 years ago but once I got to the weight I wanted I stopped doing it and slowly got back into bad habits and yup - slowly put the weight back on. So, I’ve begun counting points again but do it really sporadically and then on days when I just suck - don’t record them at all. Not good. I know weight loss journals help you loss weight. Writing down what I eat (giving it points), it helps me look at what I don’t want to look at. My choices.Yesterday my stomach hurt. So, I spend the day trying to cure it and the only thing that seemed to help eating bread but at the end of the day I ended up feeling HUGE. All that ended up happening was I felt bad. My stomach still hurt AND I felt bloated.Today, I’m going back to a weight watchers meeting. It’s time for me to actually hold myself accountable for my actions. Somehow going in once a week and stepping on a scale in front of someone else seems to be enough motivation to keep me going. And of course during that time, as I’m motivated by the support of other people. I actually use my weight loss journal.I’m afraid to go in today. I’m uncomfortable going and looking for the Weight Watchers meeting place. I’m shy about meeting new people - even though I put on a good game face when I actually do it. I’m really afraid to step on the scale. I’m fearful that I’ll get into the self-recrimination, self-hating, depression cycle when I see what it says.But if I don’t take this step. If I continue to try to fix it myself, I’m not going to get better. The definition of failure is continuing to do the same things that haven’t worked in the past. I’ll share anything I find that works. So, here I go, wish me luck.I’ll keep writing and letting you know how it goes.
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