Well the floating around of late Spring is killing me emotionally. The reality of change is that it is effing hard.
Last week 302.0 and this week is 306.0 so go to hell. The frustration is obvious in that it's so easy to follow the plan and it's so easy to fall off the plan. It's all about how you choose to live from day to day and minute to minute.
I'll keep this up until the 21st of June or so…the goal under one pound one week for next week is 292.6 lbs.
Managed to get in two days of weights and one day of walking, still looking for a five and three week in exercise.
Still don't want to spend money on a gym if I can't manage the time at home for 30 minutes of something.
Good news though, found my Pilates DVD this weekend while cataloging my collection. That is also the bad news since I can't make that excuse any more for not trying at least the beginners mat work. Might also look to yoga and Zumba training to work on flexibility and my dance moves…oh yeah.
Still can't complain as the new, smaller sized clothes fit better and take away the sense that I have room to grow. Thinking back it's a crazy decision making process that allows a person to say "I'm just going to keep buying larger and larger clothes" instead of saying to yourself "Drop the ice cream fatty and walk to your mailbox or around the block so you don't spend $500 on fat pants!" That's the wow moment for me and having been a person who said that I'd rather enjoy life and eat what I want not realizing the costs of doing so really outweigh (not a pun honest!) the benefits.
Another week with my blood pressure in the safe zone is another week I don't hear my doctor's voice in my head talking about drug treatments and cutting back on salt and losing weight. Of course he was right about the losing weight part but that's pretty much the easiest diagnosis in the history of medicine…"You weigh over 350lbs, maybe you should drop some of that."
Enough thinking for one morning.
Later,
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