Thursday, March 11, 2010
I load all of my topics into the headline to remind myself of what I want to cover. What I have noticed for a long time now is that my body works in reverse of what I've read. Instead of being energized by exercise, I'm tired. I think I am doing too much. Instead of it curbing my appetite, I am famished. So be it. I'll figure it all out eventually. Maybe by the time I do, it'll be checkout time. (smiling)
Oh, yes, I understand the power of the mind in absorbing all of the positives we learn to do here at SP. All the wonderful platitudes are very helpful in shaping behavior and providing positive reinforcement. But what I have to be careful of is that topics here can trigger things for me - and not in a good way. For example, one sparkfriend wrote about Red Lobster. It used to be my favorite place since I'm addicted to seafood. Haven't been there in ages and hadn't intended to go. Lunch tomorrow? Meeting a friend at Red Lobster. Yes, I'll behave. But it really wasn't on my agenda except that I worked VERY hard this week with food and exercise, yet showed no loss. So, I'm on the see-saw with the "so what the ____!"
Yesterday or thereabouts, I blogged that I used to eat whenever I wanted to. Mid-morning I awoke absolutely famished and treated myself to a full meal. It was like I'd planted the seed in my sub-conscious. Of course, I reasoned that I've been working my tush off and no results, so I can rebel. You'd think that a big, mature woman like me (smiling) would not be a rebel at this point in the game.
I may just blame my lack of additional weight loss on a low thyroid. While doing SP last night, I was listening to a MD on a radio program who specializes in thyroid problems. But then, why would I have lost the 34, and then no more. If it was a thyroid problem, I doubt I would have lost to begin with.
While doing the SP site and the radio last night, I called into the station and won tickets to an event on Saturday. So that was fun.
Whew, this was a long blog, but I had to make this confession, absolve myself of my transgression of early overeating (and my future one of lunch tomorrow at Red Lobster), and get on with my day. All of this is an example of what happens when I put myself on a strict, restrictive program and call it a diet. It backfires. So, my friends, moderation in all things.
That's the end of this saga. Have a wonderful day and since I won't reread all this, hope there aren't typos or incoherent sentences. If so, I'll do better next time.