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.