Friday, August 12, 2011
I'm setting up the visual: Queue Theme music from The Good, The Bad and The Ugly (1966 Western). There's a church, kind of run down, but still in use and it sits in the desert with tumble weeds flying by. If Clint Eastwood were to walk in, his holster would contain his famous pistols. Instead, it's me walking in, and with me I have my trusty old fork and spoon. I'm not wielding them haphazardly today but I'm there to confess about yesterday. This is why I'm so glad I have the food log!
I panicked yesterday and thought I'd blown it all, already. The first week! As always, Christie can't keep it up. The day was a horrible one. I had to take my dog to the vet and it took 3 hours. I had to get food from Arby's, but I split the turkey sandwich between lunch and dinner. I sat down at my computer and logged my food for the day and realized I only went over by 200 calories, so I'm all good! It taught me something. The days when I didn't log my food, I probably thought I failed that day too so why even try? Why keep going? I ate even more. Keeping myself accountable (to myself) is amazing. I'm actually honest with myself. Perhaps that's why I am able to ignore that little voice in my head that keeps telling me to give up when I'm on the treadmill. I've learned something about that voice and it's a LIAR! I totally can do this.
Thanks, SparkPeople.. I left the confessional booth (food log) feeling renewed in mind and body.