Coming a long way, but not there yet......
Sunday, February 28, 2016
So, the winter challenge is finished. Whew! I caught myself thinking about how glad I was it was over, and how I'm thinking I will sit the spring one out. I worked pretty hard in this and the fall challenge and I could use a break. It would be nice to relax a little, not have to constantly worry about exercise, eating mindfully and healthily, tracking, LTGL goals, and logging on to SP and documenting my progress. (Insert very loud tire screeching sound here). Wait, mental forehead smack- did I really just think that???? I HAVE to constantly worry about exercise, eating mindfully, tracking, LTGL goals, and logging on to SP and documenting my progress. Those are all healthy habits that I have cultivated and are now part of my mental desktop that have enabled me to lose 20 pounds. If I "relax a little" and stop worrying about all those things that I have been so good at prioritizing over the last several months, I will go right back to where I was and where I was miserable. Huge Aha Moment. Spring challenge here I come! Looks like I haven't fully embraced the accountability I need so I clearly have more work to do. Welcome to the rest of my life.
About a year and a half ago we remodeled our house. All of our earthly belongings got boxed up and put in the garage. And many of them have stayed there (I really just want to toss them all- if we haven't needed what is in them in the last 1.5 years, I can reasonably argue we don't need them at all but I can't bring myself to do that). I finally found a large box of clothes that I have been looking for for months. It was perfect timing yesterday so close to the end of the challenge. I pulled out many clothes that had been packed away because they had mysteriously shrunk. The clothes were layered in the box in order of decreasing size (clearly as my clothes shrunk I methodically stored them away like waves of weight gain). It was awesome! I pulled out so many of my previously-favorite clothes that now easily fit again. As I worked my way down to the bottom of the box it was clear I still have some work to do. It was really therapeutic- like a simultaneous celebration and acknowledgement that I have made some serious progress, with a gentle reminder that I am not there yet. I'm not sure why I saved what I refer to as my "tiny clothes"- the ridiculously small ones that would require my contracting a life-threatening disease to fit into again and from a time where my kids where very small and I just didn't have the time or energy to eat (my oldest is going off to college this fall if that helps paint a clearer picture...) but they did give me a good chuckle.
So, the box goes back into the garage (minus the tiny ones which are off to be donated) as I log back on to SP to track my breakfast and send an email saying I would like to be a Spring Firecracker again.