For some reason, every time I try to lose weight I’m very successful, very focused and fired up, for the first 9 weeks. Then something happens to my brain, and I no longer care about being thin. I totally lose sight of all my goals, and I begin to think that it would be easier to just accept the fact that I’m destined to be overweight. Besides, once I get this mentality, I get to eat all the chocolate cake I want because if I’m going to be fat, I might as well be fat and happy.
Who knows why I begin to feel like this, but I know I’m not alone. Last night as I was laying in bed, trying to go to sleep, dreading tonight’s weigh in, I realized that I have hit that point. I haven’t been just terrible the past week, but I have fudged way too much. And up until last night, I knew what I was doing, I just didn’t care.
I need to figure out a way to push through this mental plateau. I decided that my first step will be to switch up my foods. I’ve switched back to flex from core, and that’ll allow me to eat a few different things. Hopefully, I have learned to eat things that are healthier for me, rather than saving all of my points for junk food.
Second, I have GOT to figure out a way to make myself exercise! (quick mental image of me chasing after a twinkie on a rope tied to a stick…) In the ten weeks that I’ve been doing WW I think that I’ve excercised (like really set out to work out) twice. Yes I realize that this is sad; however, I seem to lack the motivation. So I’m going to try to walk after work at the local fitness park. It seems if I wait until I get home I’m going to either get tired or find something that I’d rather do. (like saw my pinkie toe off…)
Thirdly, I’m going to drink more water. I’ve gone through a few phases when I was drinking like a camel, but overall, I don’t get enough. Maybe my drinking from a water bottle technique isn’t working as well as I thought it would. Maybe I need one of those big jugs. Or maybe I just need to get one of those beer helmets and chug all day while working on my computer.
Maybe I just need some sort of device that will give me an electric shock everytime I think about getting off plan. :o)