The Tracker Slacker
Monday, December 09, 2013
All the success stories I read say, "Every day I track my food in some form or another." I know this works. Wondering why I opt to not practice something that's proven?
My jeans are tight (the jeans I had to buy because my regulars were tight). Without using the scale but only my clothes as an indicator, I've gained weight. I saw some friends yesterday that I saw one year ago, and I could see by the look on their faces their disbelief at the weight I've gained. No amount of baggy sweaters and scarves and long coats can cover it up.
I slipped on the ice on Saturday and took a fall. It hurt my knee, the one that gets sore when I gain weight and don't exercise. And I thought, "I haven't been stretching. If I had been stretching, I would have gone down without as much pain." And I thought about if I'm given another 20 years. When I take the same fall in 20 years, will I need help getting up if I stay on this track of treating myself poorly?
I really do believe that "just today" matters. I wonder why I decided again to dive into the abyss? Wasting a day feeling sorry for myself is pathetic; wasting several...which leads into a week, which leads into a month, which leads into two months, which leads into a year...is incomprehensible.
Today I track again. In tracking again, I'm back on track. 8 glasses of water. Measuring food. Allowing my body to heal from the bad-food damage I've inflicted on it.
Just today...I just need to treat myself well TODAY.