The long Grind: Week Thirteen

  • Gym visited: 6/1,000
  • Hours trained 4/1,000
  • Salads consumed:44/1,000

Notable Achivements: none this week

Lessons learned:

I’m coming closer to my goal of a half kilogram per week, I’m now just a little more than a pound behind the plan. I did the jogging – it feels great – and the cooking, and things are just plodding along.

But this week I realized one important thing:

It isn’t as dramatic as I made it out to be in the beginning. No starving, no grandstanding, no excessive renunciation, no loud declarations to the world. No suffering for beauty or martyrdom involved. Just me, a scale and some mindfulnes in how and when I eat. Step back, if the weight stagnates, eat more if it drops to steeply. There are still compulsions to stuff my face when chocolate and cake are near me, but they’re just that – compulsion. It’s not as if I have to obey them.

How many plans failed because of our human tendency to revel in drama? It’s so not necessary!

Plans for this week:

Celebrating my birthday. And alot of birthdays in my close family. :) I’ll continue to take my weight every day, although a family visit is coming up and with that heaps of good, tasty food – and the fact that my mom tends to take offence at people watching their weight. The former I’m looking forward to, the later I don’t know how to deal with yet.  The best might be just to not talk about it, but she’s going to pick up on my changed habbits… Erf.

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