Friday, May 31, 2013
I leave May as I found it, weigh-wise. That puts a panic in me because the year is at the half way mark and I would like some tangible evidence that I’ll be at goal by year’s end. It’s only ten pounds, for goodness sakes. Why am I having so much trouble with these last ten pounds?
Maybe it’s time for a little perspective, because I have slowly lost almost thirty pounds, so I must have learned something along the way. Over the last decade I have gotten into the habit of physical activity. Over the last year I have gotten into the habit of packing my weekly lunches. Over the last months I have gotten into the habit of eating more produce. These are good lessons. I think they are now habits. Yay!
Now, as to this month: I worked out really hard, and I ate hard too; not every day, but enough to balance out what I might I have burned. In fact, I had a dip in weight, mid-month, but by month’s end a cheese cake appeared at home and it was part of too many meals from its visit on.
The reason my ten pounds of fat is staying around is that when I see cake or cookies at home or at a party, I still go to my default impulse, which is to store those goods inside my body. I consume and consume and I don’t feel great about that current default reaction. I need to change this.