I feel like my days have been loaded with thoughts of food and weight and body-analysis.
What can I eat? What shouldn't I eat? What do I want to eat?
Is it warm enough to go outside?
Should I do yoga on the Wii? Obviously, but I don't really want to.
My yoga pants are obviously not for yoga.
Is this how I want to spend the rest of my life? Constantly thinking about food?
Is the alternative somehow better? Not thinking about food, but then, not really being comfortable in my own skin?
Who has time for this over-analyzing? Obviously, I do.
One step forward, 9 steps back.
Get out and hike a bit with 30 extra pounds of wiggling, giggling Finn strapped to my back.
Slip and fall (but don't get hurt). Enjoy the view. And then stuck in the house because sub-zero temperatures and wind make going outside a suicide mission.
When do I get to feel comfortable? 10 pounds? 25? When I hit my 40 lb goal?
And when I get there, then what? It's probably best not to worry about that right now.
Let's just focus on getting there.
Focus on getting off of this plateau that I'm perched on and can't seem to jump down from.
One step forward, 9 steps back.
Should I dare to cut back on the carbs again?
I hate cutting things out - denying myself. I lack will-power.
Maybe I'll focus on telling myself I don't want something rather than I can't have it.
Mind games. Weight loss is a mind game if ever I saw one.
Baby steps to the elevator.
Maybe those 9 steps back will be baby steps and the one step forward can be a giant step.
Thank you for listening, I'm going back to my menu planning now.
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