What would Chris Powell do?
Thursday, June 21, 2012
After watching two episodes of Extreme Makeover: Weightloss Edition, I picked up Chris Powell's book, Choose To Lose. I started reading it last night after skipping my workout with my trainer due to a horrendous sinus headache and after overeating all evening. Just a few pages in, he throws out something so cliched and yet so fitting: If you keep doing what you've always done, you'll always get the same results. Sitting there with a stomach full of cereal and a heart heavy with guilt at the way I keep working against myself, the truth behind that well-known saying slapped me. I have been stuck in a cycle of doing really well with diet and exercise for 3-5 days, and then, inevitably, one evening I will eat a whole day's worth of calories AFTER dinner, in addition to the full day's calories I've already eaten that day. The next day I awake with a pit of guilt in my stomach and a renewed commitment to stick to my calorie counting and my workouts, and I do - for 3-5 days. Then I find myself raiding the pantry for processed flour and sugar again like a maniac who hasn't been fed in days.
Until last night, I hadn't been able to see the forest for the trees. I hadn't pulled back far enough to see the cycle I'm stuck in. I've been so frustrated for so long because I know I can lose weight, and I know I can be healthy and fit. I love to exercise. I know what foods I'm supposed to eat. This cycle of overeating 1-2 nights a week though, it hinders my progress tremendously.
So what am I going to do about it? Well, I only got about 40 pages in to the book last night before I fell asleep, but I felt different when I woke up this morning. I didn't feel guilty, just determined. I'm hanging onto that glimpse of the big picture I got last night. What I did get out of the first part of the book that I read was about needing to have a support system. I have one! I have a great support system! My mom, my best friend, my boyfriend, even my co-workers are either aware of my journey or on similar journeys in their own lives. MY problem is that I don't turn to them when I feel myself sinking into the routine of, "I'm just going to eat one more bowl of cereal and start new tomorrow." So my new major revelation has turned into my new mini-goal: When I feel the evil carb monster on my back whispering into my ear that one night of going off the deep end into a box of noodles or cereal won't hurt me, I'm going to tell someone in my support system, and I'm going to talk to them until I've been talked off of that ledge and the demon's off my back.