Sunday, July 21, 2013
My last blog was about impatience, and wanting results. Not sure I remember where it came from, but I came to realize that this is what gets to me, the impatience. I am terribly intimidated by the long-term effort it will take in order to keep on losing and ultimately reach my goal. When I think about how much weight I want to lose, it just seems impossible. I know that's really not true, but it can be if I make it so! How crazy.
I know this is somewhat irrational, but that's what it is. It has been a mysterious thing to me, why I've suddenly thrown up my figurative hands in the past, and just given up. I just stopped caring because I felt like I'd never "get there." I know this is a lifelong thing, and it's hard to imagine doing this FOREVER. (Exaggeration, but that's the way it feels!)
Funnily enough, I just had a nice eating victory last night. We went to the local, annual carnival / fair thing, where fried junk foods abound. I planned ahead a little, ate what I wanted (french fries, chicken tenders, a little ice cream), and after I got home and tracked, I hadn't overeaten anything!
So I know I can handle this.
I just can't look at forever.
Today is more than enough!! Drat that blasted perspective.