I am not as obsessive with my scale nowadays. I get on it one every other day and not everyday :-).Seriously folks. For a few weeks, I had been gaining and losing the same 3 lbs. It was starting to get on my freaking nerves.I felt myself getting close the that cliff. That edge that tempts you to chalk it up to genes and eat the darn Doritos. We have all been there, right? Right? Ok, maybe just me.
That extra slice of cheese, that helping of ice cream was all adding up. . .on my thighs. Back to the drawing board. I reviewed my diet and designed a workable plan. Back to my oatmeal in the morning. Plain yogurt and fruit for snack. Reasonable lunch 800 calories or less and a sensible dinner.
I reviewed my workouts via my phone app and I had slacked to about 3 times per week. My goal is to be at 5 times per week. Seriously, I have been working out extra hard with a trainer. Why put myself through that torture – and believe me it is torture – to undo it with mindless snacking, being lazy or eating out?
In the words of Sweet Brown, 'Ain't nobody got time for that!'
I get on the scale today. For the last few days, those 3 lbs have stayed gone.
Every few months, I speak with a health coach. It is a thirty minute session sponsored by my insurance. I take full advantage of it. I had been in a blue funk lately, possibly some delayed reaction to my niece and nephew leaving and my big disappointment. When I get in these moods, I feel like I have no energy. The other day, when I normally would have been on my trail I was in bed sleep!
So, I get this call and a very energetic woman starts asking me about my progress. I am itemizing the changes I have made and my results. In the midst of her, 'Great' and 'You are doing such a good job' responses, something funny happened – I started to feel better. Blue funk and all, I have managed to stick with consistent workouts longer than I ever have in life.
My coach also logs my weight and other health info. When she states how much weight I have lost in a few months, I am like, wow, I am progressing.
My coach asks me how I think my diet and workouts are going. She suggests apps and websites to assist me. She even asks how am I planning to stay on track – down to suggesting I cook twice a week to help with my meal planning.
One conversation and I feel I am back on track. Last night I did my Abs Challenge workout. I woke up this morning had prayer and then started my leg raises lol. Talk about commitment. This healthy lifestyle is a journey. I was letting outside forces affect my mood which in turn affected my behavior. The cheering on of someone with no other interest in me except my progress was all I needed to get back on track.