I hate it when people say they can’t do something. Ok, well maybe hate is too strong of a word but I greatly dislike it because I used to be that person. Every time I saw someone do something amazing (say lose a crapton of weight since this is after all a weight loss blog), I would just kind of nod my head and say “I can’t do that.” I figured I was just stuck in some obese world and that is how it was always going to be. I could not stop eating my favorite foods. I remember going “What? You don’t have ice cream every day? No Junk Food? You’re crazy.” Yes, there was a time when I thought healthy people were crazy. That was the only explanation. I mean obviously these people just had not experienced the wonders of the Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup or a big giant tub of popcorn just loaded with butter at the local movie theater. Then I am sure these people would not be so willing to get up and go jogging and eat their healthy food.
But then I really started paying attention to all these other people losing weight. They didn’t let their outer circumstances dictate who they were going to be for the rest of their lives. In reality, these people were just done lying to themselves. You can be whoever you want to be. If you want to be overweight, that is your choice. If you want to be healthy, that is your choice. No one is dictating your choices. It took me awhile to realize this and I could not believe how much anger I had towards people who just seemed so free to change their lives. “Why can’t I do that? Why can’t I lose 100 pounds and look that awesome?”
Some of the excuses I used a lot were… “I don’t have time,” “I don’t have money,” and “I don’t feel well.” Yet I had time to watch television for 3 hours every night, I had the money to go to the movies and eat my large tub of popcorn, and I felt well enough to drink alcohol and hang out with my friends. The problem is I was lazy. I was thinking outer circumstances were in control of my life.
I am in control. That is what I have to keep telling myself. I have the power to decide to have a protein bar for breakfast instead of pancakes smothered in syrup. I have the power to get up and go for a run or do some exercises. That is all me.
So the mistakes I made the past couple days were also all on me… I ate out way more often than I normally do because my schedule was haywire with moving my mom and such. I know more of those excuses. I really could have made better choices but I did not want to. I don’t know what it was but I was just craving some really bad foods… so I ate too much fried stuff, drank too much alcohol, and just ate too much in general. I can’t do it anymore. My stomach was so upset with me last night that I almost wanted to cry. It physically hurt.
How did I eat so much before? I don’t even know. I definitely cannot do that anymore. My weight has fluctuated because of it but definitely not as bad as I was expecting. I kind of wish it would punish me more and make me regret my decision… but I guess the pain and discomfort is enough!
After eating all the food, I have definitely gotten back into exercising. I went for a 2 mile run yesterday after not running for a week! What made it even better is I got to run with my mom’s corgi.
Definitely makes exercising more fun, don’t you think?
So stop trying to blame everything else for the reason you aren’t reaching your goals. Stop lyin’ and start tryin’! If not for yourself, at least for the corgis!