The phrase that sums up this week is "I Don't Care".
This week I refused to weigh myself daily. I needed a break from the stress. I was starting to beat myself up pretty agressively if I weighed more than the day before...even though I know and understand that weight fluctuates. I hated that I was being so self destructive. I was starting to become someone I didn't recognize or particularly care for so I put a stop to it. Enough was enough. I decided then and there that I was going to starting taking it easy on myself.
I chose to eat pretty much whatever I wanted. That sounds worse than it was. I still counted everything and ate in moderation. I found that not weighing myself every day helped me make better decisions about what I ate.
My exercise routine still remains pretty much non-existant. I was completely exhausted all week so I took the elevator at work and didn't walk on every break. I am upset with myself about my lack of exercise. Working out will help with my stress level, help me sleep better and help my weight loss efforts. I have to learn to put aside my "mommy guilt" and take 30 minutes to do a quick workout every day. I have to remind myself that during that 30 minutes, my mood and attitude will improve and it will give Mark some quality time with Colin. It's really a win-win for everyone.
To go along with my "I Don't Care" week, I decided not to weigh myself this morning. Well, I did weigh myself but I'm not disclosing the gain or loss. Sorry but I just can't do it. I'm afraid I'll start beating myself up again if I disclose it to the world.
Today marks the beginning of a new week. I'm running out of time to get my ass in gear. It's time to get serious and start taking this serious. Here we go!
Weigh-in pass granted! New week, new you! Love ya!
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