Crash and Burn!
Yep, this plane was flying really high last week. It was one of the planes that does tricks, like swoops in the air and spins and all kind of stuff. This place was amazing.
Until today when it crashed and burned. After it got on the freaken scale. *I was good, I waited patiently for my weigh-in day and just started the habit of not weighing myself every day.
I KNOW I should not let the scale dictate how I feel, I know that it is a stoooo-pid piece of junk, but it does. I mean, it is the “measurement” of our progress, isn’t it. Or it is the TOOL most of us use to see if we are doing well.
And if that is the case, I’m not doing well.
And this hurts so much because I’ve been awesome this past month. I’ve worked my ass off. I’ve exercised, I’ve eaten really well, I’ve recorded every bite, measured every ounce and then, wow, at the end of the month I’ve lost a pound. ONE Little Pound.
All that work, all the effort, all that thinking, all those “no’s”. No, I won’t have that, I’m trying to eat well. No, I won’t have that, I’m trying to eat well.
I even came home at 11pm, tired and still did my exercise. I’m trying so hard.
And so, the reason that tears are running down are running down my face as I write this blog, is because I’ve put what feels like 110% in this month). I’ve really given it my best, and it feels like my best is just not good enough.
And I feel like giving up right now, I do. I won’t, but that is how I’m feeling.
I wish I had lots of indulgences to blame my slow progress on. Like eating out lots or drinking booze (not a single drop all month), or these big mess ups here or there. But I don’t. So it just feels like. “If I’m doing everything right. If I’m doing what THEY SAY…all the hundreds of books and articles I’ve read (literally hundreds). WHY, WHY, WHY is this not working?
I felt like I got it right this time. I felt like I finally figured this out, like the curtains had opened and I could see the bright sky that had been hidden for me for so long.
I know this is probably just a set back, sigh*, I know it will come. And I know what I would write to one of you if you posted this. But right now, I just have so much hurt and disappointment welling up. I guess I just need to sit with it and let the tears drip into my untouched, getting cold, green tea.
And then, when I’m done. Eat a healthy breakfast, workout and just keep going.
Thanks for listening.
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