This is your weekly reminder that you need to have your current weight to me (in whole numbers) no later than Monday evening to appear on Tuesday's Week 4 Results post.
I often feel as if I am walking through life on a tight rope and let me tell you, my balancing abilities are lousy. On top of that, I am terrified of heights and afraid of falling.
The last few days, that I have not been able to work out, have taken a toll on me mentally. I find that my motivation and determination are waning. Hence, the analogy of the tight rope. In my case, the tight rope signifies how hard it is for me to walk the straight and narrow (healthy) course. As I begin to lose, I often start questioning whether I can actually do this?...Will I fail?...And, if I do succeed, isn't it just a matter of time before I put it all on again anyway?
Thursday night I gave into these anxieties. I crept out of bed at midnight and, like a ninja attacking his enemy, I proceeded to pounce on (and devour) any food in sight. Walnuts, an apple, some leftover taco meat, half an avocado and a bowl full of Chex Mix. Damn, damn, damn, I was on a healthy ninja snack run until I gave into that last one.
The entire time that I was doing it, I knew I shouldn't. Even the healthy snacks aren't appropriate at midnight, especially since I have such a problem with nocturnal eating anyway. Too many carbs...too late at night.
This morning when I got up, I was sluggish and tired. I did NOT want to check my blood sugar because I knew that it was going to reflect the binge of the night before. Sure enough, I was at 120. While this is still lower than usual, it certainly was not as good as the 90-99 that I had been posting the rest of the week. In the past it has always been a danger signal when I don't want to check my count regularly. I'll start skipping that lovely poke in the morning and at night, so I can ignore the results of my foolishness...that is the road to 8.5 on the A1C chart...a road that I am very familiar with.
What to do?...What to do?...What to do? First, like I've said before, get back on the horse. Second, next time I feel the urge to creep out of bed...I'll stay put...turn on the light...get a drink of water...and read.
I think others can relate to my weakness. Today is a new day and I plan on doing much better today. I think part of the problem was that I neglected to set any small steps for myself so it was easier to succumb to temptation.
My small steps for the weekend will be to eat sensibly at my cousin's wedding tomorrow and to get in a light workout.
Inspiration of the Day
If you view all the things that happen to you, both good and bad, as opportunities, then you operate out of a higher level of consciousness. - Les Brown
Remember Travelers, this week is not over...what we do this weekend...right and wrong...will determine the outcome on the scale Monday morning. It is not too late to lose one more pound this weekend, One Step at a Time.
Happy Trails!
4 comments:
I know that the pain in Chip's knees has really taken a toll on his well being both physically and mentally. I'm sure you understand his situation just like I do. Making healthy life choices is hard enough without any obstacles (bad knees, buffets & fast food joints). Despite all of those challanges I am conitnually amazed by our strong human spirit & often wonder where the will to carry on comes from. It's true that Chip hasn't been taking the stairs for a few days but he still gets up every hour to walk to the water cooler for a refill (and then the restroom) and he parks more than a block (one way) from the elevators of our building. I can tell he's in pain but he soldiers on. Thanks for the example, my friend. You're da man! You laugh in the face of danger (and midnight snack cravings)!
J~
You ALWAYS have the ability to push me to do more than I think is possible. Thanks for ALWAYS being there for me. You have no idea the importance your involvement in One Step at a Time plays. Keep up your positive attitude!
October 16, 2009 8:39 PM
I am struggling with being too tired after work to get to the gym. I am the master of bad planning (or lack of planning), and I have let that send down the wrong path (or drive-thru) many times. Thank you JIrishgirl for the cool gift of a Fit & Fresh breakfast set. Now I can take my favorite healthy cereal, milk and some of those bodacious Black River Blueberries with me in the morning to work! I appreciate your thoughts, encouragement and faith that I can get on the right track. Now if I can get over the flu this weekend, I'll be back in the mood to move my buns! You guys rock!
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