Wednesday, February 24, 2010
I long for the day when good habits are so ingrained that it's not a fight to start on track when something upsets me. No matter how large or small. Everyone around me knows I'm very emotional. I feel other people's pain more than I probably should, and I take things very personally that I probably shouldn't. I'm very prone to getting upset, and to moping when I do. And I eat when I mope. And I don't want to do that.
Yesterday I heard of the loss of a family friend. We were not close. She probably doesn't even know my name. But she and my sister-in-law are very close. What makes it hard is that this is someone I do know, not a faceless stranger. Someone with her whole life to look forward to. In her 20's, planning a wedding in June. Unknown cause of death.
Death puts a lot of things into perspective. She was a beautiful young woman, younger than I am and in much better health. Here I am making excuses for my weight and moping about it rather than doing. I feel as though I'm wasting this wonderful life that I've been granted.
I've been able to keep up my motivation and make some progress over the last week. I also did well the first week of the month. I hope this will just push me more. Life is too short. Too short for excuses. Too short to waste.