“One last day, and then tomorrow I will be healthy”
“Monday, I will start eating better”
“I will start tomorrow”
“Since I am starting tomorrow, I will eat a huge dinner tonight”
“I will eat whatever I want today, and then start next week”
“I will pig out today and just make it a cheat day”
“Well, I didn’t do well today, so I better try again next week”
Seriously… I need to get it together.
Often times my place has been a disaster. So much so that I have to make sure no one drops by unexpectedly.
I’ve canceled plans because of not feeling like I could get it all done before someone came over. It’s made me feel overwhelmed.
When it’s clean and organized I feel amazing. I have yet to keep it that way.
I have very rarely had my entire place clean and organized at the same time. There’s always a room or closest or cubboard or drawer (all of these or a couple of these at once) that’s off limits hiding the stuff I don’t know what to do with or don’t feel like going through. Much like the Monica closet on friends. 😂
I feel like this an outward display of what’s going on with me inside. I’m busy hurrying up and hiding the parts that aren’t healed, instead of taking the time to heal those parts. That way I have nothing to hide from anyone.
I feel like my weight personally, is the same thing. Its a complex accumulation of things I’m not dealing with, don’t know how to deal with, or don’t even realize there are certain things need to be dealt with.
I am absolutely not trying to offend any one. These my own thoughts that I have had about my own self.
Back to organzing, cleaning, and throwing out things.
Le Sigh ~
Wednesday’s are not my favorite day of the week. There are usually too many meetings, but there’s always at least this particular one that is guaranteed to happen on Wednesday. It is a hour long, but it feels like 3 hours. Nothing good about it. On top of it, people are awful in general as normal.
Feeling exhausted now.
So I wanted to dive into food to soothe my woes, and I did, partially, I somewhat held myself back, so that was an improvement. Still a bit of a cheat day though.
24 days in.
This is going to be short and sweet. Well, I don’t know how sweet. We all know how sweet I’ve been lately 😩
Today turned into an massive cheat day…
Today marks day 7 and the official weigh in day. I am down 3.2 pounds. Cheat days and all! I know it won’t always be that way. It seems the more you need to lose the easier it comes off at first. Today was a massive cheat day. I started it out with pancakes and all kinds of other naughty things. Some homemade nachos where thrown in the mix today as well as some ice cream.
Some would say I was horrible. Some might say it happens, roll with it. Some might say try a little more discipline. Some of you are right. The struggle is real for me. Yes I could have done a better job of holding myself back today, but I am still learning. My inner voice is a smooth mother f#@%er right now. I talked myself right into not giving a F$%#. I am learning. I am being honest as I am journaling through it. I do realize things as I type them out sometimes. Listen, this losing weight thing is an entire process and I am going to learn all I can from it and grow as much as I can on the way.
In all honesty I haven’t had a clue how to do any of this the healthy way. It’s always been a struggle. If I wasn’t too busy feeling self conscious of myself and my body I was too busy restricting myself or doing all the wrong things to lose the weight. I’ve been skinny, but I didn’t get there by doing it the “right” way. I had an, I barely ate phase. I’ve had, a let’s purge my food phase. When I wasn’t doing those things I’d gain weight and be made fun of, even though it wasn’t much weight that I’d gain, I’d gain it fast. And those are just my late teen and early twenty years.
I’ve battled depression for almost all of my life. I’ve had bouts of depression where I didn’t leave my bedroom as a young teenager. You gain weight pretty fast when you don’t move.
Anyway, enough about all that. Now that I am able to be completely honest with myself, I think I can finally do this. I think that’s the first step. There’s a lot of things that I’ve been really real about this last year. It was a hard year. It was. I am thankful in away, for that bullsh!t toxic relationship that ended a year ago, because it really threw me into a whirlwind of self-improvement between then and now. I still have a long ways to go, but I am truly getting there.
Yup. That sums up my mood tonight.
Also this evening I am dealing with the urge to burry my emotions in some food.
Or in my case, the answer isn’t going to be found in a drive through or a late night run to a convenience store, in the bottom of a doritos bag, or jar of spinach dip. Oh man, or in the M&Ms bag… or the pizza box. I want all of the food, but I am staying strong.
Going to keep on keeping on. Must keep on keeping on.
Do you ever have hardcore cravings? How to you deal with it? Does it ever get easier?
P.S. DAY SIX
I was off to an enthusiastic start this morning, early this morning, had a car appointment (tune up) before work. Threw together a crockpot meal. Walked a bunch today. Ate well. And then… went out for wings and beer. 3 beers. 9 wings. Then picked up a stupid shamrock shake and a cheese burger on the way home.
Back at it tomorrow!