It is 7:30 in the morning … but I oddly feel like I’m driving into the night. On a dark and lonely highway, east of Omaha…
Here is the deal: I went to my weight watchers meeting this morning. All things considered, I had a GREAT week. 3.4 pounds on 2.5 workouts? Wow! That’s awesome. It does – significantly – reinforce my new theory that eating is more important to weight loss than exercise, but that could/should be a different blog post. Here is the thing … I am POINT ONE pounds away from my next intermediate goal of 10%. POINT ONE! If I pooped before I went, I was there. Water is under the bridge – opportunity missed. Due to some other commitments, I cant go to my meeting next week – so I have to wait it out for TWO WEEKS for this milestone! UGH! How ominous!
To many of my 3 readers – this may seem silly to even be talking about. Surely – a guy who has lost weight the last 8 weeks straight will lose .1 pounds over the next 2 weeks? That’s logic. For your weight loss, your friends weight loss – that all makes sense. But now, I have this “cloud” over me and I get nervous. The next two weeks feel like that last two weeks before a big race, the challenge of a lifetime. I want to say a bunch of oorah stuff and excite myself into a lather, but for some reason – I don’t have it in me this morning.
I guess I just have to roll back into “one day at a time” mode. It has kept me sober for 20+ years, maybe it will help me with eating for the next 2 weeks. It just seems like forever until I can ‘officially’ achieve this goal. 375 hours is not forever – it’s just under 2 weeks! I can do this!
FYI: It’s crap like this going on in your head that makes weight loss the hardest thing in many peoples lives. Unlike drug, alcohol and other addictions – you can’t quit eating. Some how, some way – you have to learn to manage it. Changing everything you have ever thought about and done with food is kind of like reprogramming your entire brain – it’s not easy! Thank you for all the support! It helps me a lot!