Wednesday, August 06, 2008
I went on a short vacation last week to the west coast. I had a good time and was proud of myself for being so active while I was there. I walked and walked and walked and biked around Stanley Park. I also ate more than I should have...but at least the activity may have canceled out the extra 400 calories I seemed to consume (desserts are a personal weakness.)
I'm finding myself frustrated. I'm working out and...well, almost eating on track - but the scale is not showing it. In order to rule out other reasons for this, I went to the doctor today and will get blood tests done tomorrow so I can be sure that all that is needed here is simply more hard work, more discipline and more of a commitment (and not telling myself I can have the chocolate when really I shouldn't.)
When I lost weight four years ago, I used to ask myself a very simple question every time I was confronted with something I wanted but shouldn't eat: "What do you want more?" I wanted good health more than a cookie, I wanted to feel good about myself more than I wanted the chocolate cake, etc., etc...and so it became easier to ward off temptations. Lately I've been falling into old traps..."I deserve this" or "it's just one..." and that's not thinking or behaviour that will get me where I want to go.
I know how to do this, now I just need to damn well do it.