Roughly four weeks ago I decided that I was in control of my chewing and spitting behavior and that I could, indeed, CHOOSE not to do it. That I could be proud of my choices, not feel guilty for them.
In the two weeks that followed, I found myself over-eating on foods I used to chew/spit … and over-exercising. (I don’t share a recap of my days here like some bloggers do, but that’s the honest truth).
This past week, my exercise was more normalized, and I didn’t buy quite as many triggers. I also took a rest day (and will tomorrow, a travel day) … but I have been still eating more than I need to (for someone who still wants to lose weight and get back to where I feel my best).
Mostly, it’s been giving in to that-time-of-the-month cravings (which ends today, phew!), not flexing my resistance muscle, and just plain enjoying more than usual … (which isn’t such a bad thing, if I were able to be happy with my figure as it is … some days I am, other days … I’m not … call me Goldilocks, looking for something that’s juuuuuuuuuuuust right ).
But as I’ve noted here, I’ve also eaten chocolate in the privacy of my car or at my work cufice that I know I just don’t need — and the secretive, sneaky way I do it … I wouldn’t want my friends, coworkers, husband, family to see. It’s embarassing.
So it is my hope that this coming week, I’ll finally see growth, evidence of that happy medium. Instead of trading one compulsion or obsession for another, I’m going to make the conscious decision to “think a little more before I chew.”
This does not imply being restrictive, but rather, being selective. Thinking like a healthy, naturally thin person.
They say it takes 21 days to create a habit or undo a habit. I passed that mark for chewing-and-spitting, and I know this means I’m on my way to a balanced life of exercise and food. One day at a time.
I am going home to New Jersey tomorrow to see my family, celebrate Passover and Easter, celebrate my dad’s birthday and say goodbye to my little bro before he ventures off to South Korea for a year to teach English.
I’m really looking forward to it, and hope to remember a lot of what I’ve been blogging about lately. That *I* AM in control.
A trip home is not something to come out of “victorious” or having “done well” — it’s not a black and white thing to be judged.
It’s just that: a trip home to see my loving, supportive family.
So while the over-eating party is over for the moment (and I realize it’s natural to over-eat at certain times; I’m certainly not saying I’ll never do it again), I’d like to think the party of my new life as someone really hell-bent on recovering and no longer suffering in private … is just beginning.
I don’t know about you, but I dig the sound of that.
Have a safe, happy, and healthy weekend.
As an FYI, I’ll have a post I’ve already written up Monday, my 5-yr Weight Watchers anniversary, but otherwise won’t be blogging again probably til Wed. or so.
In the two weeks that followed, I found myself over-eating on foods I used to chew/spit … and over-exercising. (I don’t share a recap of my days here like some bloggers do, but that’s the honest truth).
This past week, my exercise was more normalized, and I didn’t buy quite as many triggers. I also took a rest day (and will tomorrow, a travel day) … but I have been still eating more than I need to (for someone who still wants to lose weight and get back to where I feel my best).
Mostly, it’s been giving in to that-time-of-the-month cravings (which ends today, phew!), not flexing my resistance muscle, and just plain enjoying more than usual … (which isn’t such a bad thing, if I were able to be happy with my figure as it is … some days I am, other days … I’m not … call me Goldilocks, looking for something that’s juuuuuuuuuuuust right ).
But as I’ve noted here, I’ve also eaten chocolate in the privacy of my car or at my work cufice that I know I just don’t need — and the secretive, sneaky way I do it … I wouldn’t want my friends, coworkers, husband, family to see. It’s embarassing.
So it is my hope that this coming week, I’ll finally see growth, evidence of that happy medium. Instead of trading one compulsion or obsession for another, I’m going to make the conscious decision to “think a little more before I chew.”
This does not imply being restrictive, but rather, being selective. Thinking like a healthy, naturally thin person.
They say it takes 21 days to create a habit or undo a habit. I passed that mark for chewing-and-spitting, and I know this means I’m on my way to a balanced life of exercise and food. One day at a time.
I am going home to New Jersey tomorrow to see my family, celebrate Passover and Easter, celebrate my dad’s birthday and say goodbye to my little bro before he ventures off to South Korea for a year to teach English.
I’m really looking forward to it, and hope to remember a lot of what I’ve been blogging about lately. That *I* AM in control.
A trip home is not something to come out of “victorious” or having “done well” — it’s not a black and white thing to be judged.
It’s just that: a trip home to see my loving, supportive family.
So while the over-eating party is over for the moment (and I realize it’s natural to over-eat at certain times; I’m certainly not saying I’ll never do it again), I’d like to think the party of my new life as someone really hell-bent on recovering and no longer suffering in private … is just beginning.
I don’t know about you, but I dig the sound of that.
Have a safe, happy, and healthy weekend.
As an FYI, I’ll have a post I’ve already written up Monday, my 5-yr Weight Watchers anniversary, but otherwise won’t be blogging again probably til Wed. or so.