Lately, I haven’t felt motivated to blog or do much else for
that matter. For the last couple of
weeks, I’ve been drifting. Not feeling
inspired to do much; I’ve been going through the day to day motions. Maybe the weather is to blame. The sun disappeared and we’ve been left with
dreary grey skies. Eh, probably just
another excuse.
While the scale is down a few pounds since I last posted, my
eating has only been so-so. I’ve ate
more meals at home than not, but still too much take out, especially over this
weekend (French Dip and Fries aka Starch and Salt).
Last Monday, I had an annual check-up with my doctor. During which, she asked me whether or not I
have considered weight loss surgery.
This is maybe the third time she’s brought it up. Doc, are you trying to tell me
something? She’s also mentioned Weight
Watchers and hypnosis a couple of times each.
I don’t blame her. I’ve been
giving her the same song and dance for years about how “this time” will be
different and I have a plan to lose the weight. I don’t think she believes I will do it on
my own but I still feel like I can and will.
Try, try again seems to be my motto. I need to get back to the plan, which mostly
means restricting grains, sugar and dairy.
Good grief, this is starting to sound like a broken record. My husband is out grocery shopping. My list only contained vegetables,
strawberries and ground beef. If I cook
and eat the food he buys (along with some chicken and fish), it should be a
good week. The plan is simple but not
easy. Trying to change decades of bad
habits and eating a certain way is not a switch that I can just flip and make
everything miraculously better. Again,
it’s simple but not easy otherwise I would have done it by now. It will take work. Tired of the bloat and
yucky feeling, I am determined to find my mojo, do the work and have a
successful week.
Did you enjoy your long weekend? I was lazy but the rest was nice. I am ready to awake from the fog and make
things happen.