I’ve been completely on-track this week. I have denied
myself a good number of things, and I feel better for it. Many people tell us
that we shouldn’t deny ourselves, but frankly, I think I would do well to deny
myself a lot more! I am a creature of lazy luxury. I want to laze around and
indulge in whatever my mind says it wants. If it wants a half gallon of ice
cream, well then, where’s the spoon?! I mean, gee whiz, I wouldn’t want to
“deny” myself.
I’ve noticed that my nose is working overtime. I smell the
yummy food that Colton
and Todd eat (which seems to be ALL THE TIME), and I want to rip my hair out
and run the other way because the temptation is so great. I think I am waking
up to the fact that I fell off this program because the boys were no longer
supporting me. True, they kept encouraging me, but they didn’t adhere to the
“plan” and that made it harder for me, and I gave-up. It’s not their fault; but,
eating better has to be a FAMILY priority. Now, I have to walk the road alone
(but I hope to inspire them through my actions). I have to figure out the way to move
forward, because the boys can’t lead me where I need to go.
I haven’t weighed; I won’t weigh. Oh man, it’s killing me.
But, I want to take these next five weeks to really test myself in this
respect. I have to get past the “diet” mentality. I stopped counting calories,
too. I’m just living the way that I think I am supposed to live. It seems like
such a monumental thing to let go of the tracking, logging, measuring, and
weighing. I DON’T think giving up logging and tracking is for everybody. I think it is for ME,
because I’m obsessed with it, and that can’t be good. I hope I can stick to this part of my commitment.