I’m disconnected too…
Someone wrote a blog today that fit me and the way I feel about my weight loss efforts lately-disconnected. Yep, that pretty much sums it up. The last two weeks I’ve been good and with not much in the way of results for my efforts. It wasnt happiness or anything that kept me going…it was more like holding my nose to the grindstone, gotta get it done type of deal. Each day I would pledge to make it a great weight loss day and then have a plan which I followed through. Then, this weekend hit..and I ate and ate. Regular little pig out. That devil sat on my shoulder and said, hey, your efforts didnt pay off, why not enjoy yourself. I agreed with him. Yesteriday came by, and I said enough and that I would get back on track today. Which I did. But, really, I could care less. I have no joy at the thought of doing what I’ve been doing to make it a successful weight loss day. I’m not feeling the connection between caring and efforts and results. Shrugs.
Now, I do now for the last few months, yes months, I have been bouncing around in the 240s. I go down, and I go up…round and round in circles I go. I think for me, part of the problem is my lack of working out. I let my knee and my dizzy spells say what I will or will not do. I ended up quitting working out all together. For this fat girl, I guess I have finally come to the conclusion that working out makes me feel strong and makes me feel good. When I do dont it, its like…why bother. I noticed even that first week when I lost 2 lbs…from just watching my diet, it was like..ok, that’s good….my attitude is more like..whatever. I have bounced back and forth on my opinion on working out. Yes, I can or no, wait for the doctor. I think this ties in my feeling of being disconnected. So, I’ve already pretty much made up my mind to get back into working out again. I’m gonna play around with my workouts and see what works and what doesnt. I tell ya, you dont get that …i’m sweating like a pig, but man, I feel strong from just watching your diet. There is nothing to strive for…no better time, no extra reps…nothing. Just, oh, watch my calories. Weee. (yes, sarcasm).
Anyway, here’s hoping I can find that connection again. Man, I want out of the 240s!! I have to smile. That girl that wrote the blog that I connected to today…she wants to be built like a house…we call it stacked here…smiles..I wouldnt mind being stacked!! lol. All sexy curves and feeling good about myself.
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