******Disclaimer: This lady is overly cranky today. Read on if you dare!******
A few posts ago, I reenacted my promise to become a regular blogger. Luckily, I had a few more moment during my day to just barely make this deadline. So if anything positive comes out of today, it's the fact that I've reached a goal for one more week.
Doesn't that seem like an alien concept? Why should it be so hard for me to crank out one blog post per week? Lord knows I have plenty going on to share and write about? Lord knows I end up spending 70% of my life around a computer or my blackberry...(well if we add in the blackberry, I'd say that's about 93% of my life. That junker is constantly attached to my hip. It's like a total dependency of mine!)
I am getting a little concerned about my lack of motivation. Day in and day out, I make these to do lists. Lists for work tasks, lists for home tasks, grocery lists, wish lists, wedding lists, lists for weekend plans.....LISTS EVERYWHERE. Without fail, each and every list made gets two or three items that just never get crossed off. Where do these ignored items go? Why do they get ignored in the first place? I'd like to blame it on the busy-ness of life, but sometimes I really sit down and get honest with myself: I really believe that I have serious issues with motivation.
Take, for example, the ever-looming Bridal weight loss process. What I'm about to describe happens to brides everywhere---I get that. Really, I do. I've never been a Skinny Minnie, but more like a Thick Thelma. And you know what, 5 days out of the week (if I'm lucky), I'm really okay with that. After being a Thick Thelma for 23 years now (minus that stint in HS where I didn't eat for a few months...then I was just a Fainting Fannie), and genetically, Minnie status really isn't in the cards for me.
For the past 10 months or so, Matt and I were (mostly) successful with Weight Watchers. I had done the program before, dropped 20lbs and thought it rocked. Since then I had gained probably those 20 back and another 20-30. (Gross, I know). I was fortunate that my employer started a new wellness program and I stayed on program for three sessions (July - February). During that time I lost 30lbs, and couldn't have been happier about it! I dropped two pants sizes, and felt SO MUCH BETTER. It really put me on the band wagon to make this lifestyle change a permanent one.
Long story short, not too long before the program was cancelled for our work, I started to loose my motivation. Wedding dress had been ordered, dreams of skinny bridal pictures danced in my mind, and I unexpectedly decided that I didn't care if I stayed on plan or not. I never declared that out loud, it's just like my mind took a silent vacation from being healthy. WTF? Long story short, as time got busier, I got lazier. Not a good thing.
After a short jaunt on the slim fast train (yes, ladies, that stuff is still gag-worthy, I'm come to the realization that WW really is the best way to go. You DO get to eat real food, you DO still get to go out and eat in public and you DO still have the option to make better choices.
For the umpteenth time, MONDAY is the day where we get on the wagon. Every bite is going to be counted, and every pound will be monitored. Seriously---I'm getting married in 183 days. If I can't get motivated to give myself and my husband a healthy start to that marriage, what can I accomplish?
Wish me luck...and send your thoughts of Thick Thelma encouragement this way. And on a final note, I decided to add a photo to this post. After googling "Thick Thelma," the following image is the first one that was bounced back. Check me out here.
And on that note, folks, I'm out.
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OK you are too funny...."thick Thelma" and "fainting Fanny!" Damn I can't wait to see you tomorrow.
ReplyDeleteI struggle with getting 5 workouts in a week, which is embarassing since I have an obscene amount of time to myself. I'll start with you on Monday with a renewed commitment to get those workouts in and we'll keep each other motivated!