I’m not going to eat between meals and I’m not going to take seconds. Just Today. And I’m going to try this for a year to see what happens.
In the old days after being on a ‘diet’ for a few months (and I was never, ever on a ‘diet’ that lasted 9 months) and losing some huge amount of weight. I’d sort of relax. Something in my brain would say, ‘Well, that’s all right now.” And be done with it. Oh, I’d try to be ‘good.’ I’d say, “Oh, I really shouldn’t” as I reached for another serving of potatoes au gratin, or another piece of Sourdough French Bread with a generous layer of butter. And after a while, even that much resistance would fade completely away.
And maybe things wouldn’t be that different now, except for one crucial thing . . . .
I’m not ‘done’ yet.
I’m not in it for the weight loss this time — that’s a part of my goal, but far from the whole thing — I’m in it for the weight maintenance. More than anything else, I don’t want to gain weight. Ever. Again. And it’s that ‘ever again’ part that is the biggest challenge of my life. Because everyday is a day I could let go. Everyday is a day I could decide to ‘take a day off because . . .’ If I don’t watch myself very, very carefully, I could believe what everyone says and think, “I’m done.”
For me, everyday is a fresh and interesting challenge. And every day there’s just the tiniest bit of fear that if I’m not careful, I’ll fail. And that failure this time will kill me.
Who knew that weight management could be an extreme sport?
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Eat 4 Today – The Commitment. Everyday is a new challenge and I’m always (a little) scared that I’ll fail
I’m not going to eat between meals and I’m not going to take seconds. Just Today. And I’m going to try this for a year to see what happens.
In the old days after being on a ‘diet’ for a few months (and I was never, ever on a ‘diet’ that lasted 9 months) and losing some huge amount of weight. I’d sort of relax. Something in my brain would say, ‘Well, that’s all right now.” And be done with it. Oh, I’d try to be ‘good.’ I’d say, “Oh, I really shouldn’t” as I reached for another serving of potatoes au gratin, or another piece of Sourdough French Bread with a generous layer of butter. And after a while, even that much resistance would fade completely away.
And maybe things wouldn’t be that different now, except for one crucial thing . . . .
I’m not ‘done’ yet.
I’m not in it for the weight loss this time — that’s a part of my goal, but far from the whole thing — I’m in it for the weight maintenance. More than anything else, I don’t want to gain weight. Ever. Again. And it’s that ‘ever again’ part that is the biggest challenge of my life. Because everyday is a day I could let go. Everyday is a day I could decide to ‘take a day off because . . .’ If I don’t watch myself very, very carefully, I could believe what everyone says and think, “I’m done.”
For me, everyday is a fresh and interesting challenge. And every day there’s just the tiniest bit of fear that if I’m not careful, I’ll fail. And that failure this time will kill me.
Who knew that weight management could be an extreme sport?
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