So I was on Judge Dread tonight and I was thinking about commitment and the commitments I had made to myself and others. And I was thinking about the word itself. And something occurred to me.
Before I make a point...let me tell you some of the dictionary definitions of commit and commitment are.
Promise. Pledge. Vow. Obligation. Dedication. To Perform. To do. To put oneself under a particular obligation. And my favorite....Bound or obligated as under a pledge to a particular cuase, action or attitude. That is the word(s) defined. What word was not included in the definitions? "Try" Just a note....
But as for my thought....listen to the word broken down slightly. Commit. Ment. Or Commit. Meant. So aren't the things we are committing to supposed to be something that we have meant?? Tonight as I got on my treadmill at nearly 8pm after having a birthday dinner with my son and honey (for my baby's 4th birthday) I really felt what it ment to be committed to something. Did I want to get on the treaddy and walk...and do an extra 10 minutes because I commit to 2 miles or more...so that means that if I walk it, I have to add the time to ge tthe mileage in?? NO!! I did not WANT to get on it. But I was committed.
Just like I am committed to everything else I have promised. I chose the certain things that I knew I could be committed to for sure. Things that I could promise myself for 44 days that I would ACTUALLY do.
I hope that everyone who does this challenge selects things that are realistic to do. Things that push you a bit farther than you have gone before but not things that will set you up for failure in 10 days. :) If you feel any need to modify anything, just do it...but commit to it all 100%. :)
I know that I am willing to vow to do what I have set out to do. It is 44 days of my life. And all that it is going to do is make me healthier, stronger and more able to make the next commitment. :)
I hope you are all doing great so far. Keep up the good work! LET'S DO IT!!
Day 1 is done. Water, points counted, 2 dairy, exercise, vitamin, no scale, no diet coke, no desert. One down.....43 to go. :)
So now on to day 2.
You know it is funny. Why is it that when you tell yourself you WON'T do something, you all of a sudden find yourself want to do that ONE PARTICULAR THING more than anything in the world?? My scale is taunting me!! lol. There it sits next to the toilet begging me to come on and just look just once!! lol. But NO! No, I say. I will not succomb to your wicked taunting!! lol.
And you will not believe this but there is more to the cookie episode. Remember this?? And then this??? Well, here is more of the cookie saga for you. Yesterday I asked my son's teacher what I should bring to his class for his birthday (which is today) and I suggested cupcakes. She said that all they did was lick off the frosting and throw the rest away. lol. So what do you guess she said??? Yep. You guessed it. COOKIES. So I went to the bakery last night...after dinner and exercise...and got a huge box of cookies to take to his class room....chocolate chunk....snickerdoodle....sugar cookies.....white chocolate chip chunk. And they were in my house all night....and this morning. And I DON'T EVEN LIKE COOKIES. But I wanted one. However, I won the battle, not the cookies. So...YEAY ME!!
Day 2 is so far so good. I have some challenges coming up but I really think I am going to do fine. If I just have a plan, and stick with it, I will be okay!!
Today is the first day of the challenge. How are you all doing?? I hope you are doing great!
Today I went out to lunch with a good friend and I did well. I went to BJ's and had the half stuffed baked potato with grilled chicken and veggies. I had it with about an ounce of cheese (1 dairy!! YEAY) and it was good. :) It was no Pazooki but I will live. I can have one another day.BJ’s isn’t going out of business anytime soon.
So a friend of mine (Mermaid!!) got me thinking about excuses. Man...don't we all have a lot of them? Excuses as to why we CAN'T do something today. But isn't it really that we WON'T? We are not willing to do the things we need to do to accomplish something we really want. The most common one is that we 'can't' exercise. My leader said it best when she said, "We have 1140 minutes in a day....and you can't find 30?". That really hit home with me and that is when I regularly started exercising again. I realized that before I had set myself up for failure by exercising in the morning. I am not a morning person. I will NEVER be a morning person. So why would I workout then? I am an afternoon/evening person. So that is why I choose to do my 30 minutes right when I get home. I know I will do it. I know I feel up to doing it. So that is when I choose to do it. And it is a choice.
Can’t is such a sad word if you think about it.So take CAN’T out of your life starting today.Can you do that too?????
Well, that is pretty much all I have for you today.One day is slowing ticking away…..every minute counts.
So here it is.Tuesday. The moment you have all been waiting for.Lol.Well, not really.But I finally have some time to get the challenge out there.
Here goes:
From now until April 13th…….44 days I challenge you to do something radical.Something completely different.Why did I pick April 13th?Well, because I have an out of town plan for that weekend and I want to be able to complete the challenge without any major hurdles.I will have a few in there….a wedding, a dinner with friends and a little overnight trip…but nothing that I can’t handle.In April, I will be going to Vegas and I don’t want to set myself up for failure….so since it is my challenge, 44 days it is!lol.
Anyway, what is the challenge exactly?Well, let’s start off with the basics.What is it that you are doing every day that keeps you on track to lose weight??Some are like me, doing Weight Watchers.Others are on Jenny Craig or are just watching calories in vs. calories out.So, first of all, I want us all to commit to our program 100%.For me, those commitments are as follows:
1.Drink water
2.Count points EVERY DAY (even on Saturdays…aka my ‘blow my flex’ fest)
3.2 dairy servings
4.Exercise 5 days per weekNO MATTER WHAT
5.Vitamin
Basics.Although, sometimes those basics are very hard as well.But that is the basic part of my commitment.
So nowfor the hard part.Think hard here, ladies.What is the one thing you think that is getting in your way of your success?Is it more than one thing??For some, it is eating later at night (Brat).For some, it is avoiding soda (that would be me and Rose…lol).For others it is wine (Lala) or a red light food…..but it is something very personal.And it needs to be something that you are committing to give up for THE ENTIRE 44 days.
Well, for me, it is a few things.SOhere are my real challenge commitments:
1.I weigh myself daily.So for 44 days, I will not step foot on my home scale.
2.I will not have desert more than 1 time per week.Any desert of my choice.That means no 3 point Breyers chocolate ice cream bar every night.
3.I will not drink Diet Coke at all.
4.Lastly, I will COUNT MY POINTS EVERY DAY…..EVEN ON SATURDAY.Yes…I know I put that one above but again, that is something that is a challenge for me…Saturdays.
So now that you see how it is done,what are you going to do for the next 44 days?????
Good news!! My grey no stretch cargo pants still fit...
I know it sounds silly but these are a pair of pants that I use to gage my progress along with the scale. They are a great pair of pants and I love them. And today, out of the hot dryer, they still fit me. Comfortably. With minimal muffintop. And that is good.
So I finally braved the home scale...after 5 days of staying off. Ask rindaroo how hard that is. She had to HIDE her scale. lol. I, admittedly, did that for a whole year once. lol. But anyway, the point is, I did not get on there for 5 days because I needed to get OUT of the tailspin...not stay in it. SO, I got on it this morning and it is only up about 1.8. So I have my focus back and I am going to show that scale who is the boss here. I will probably not get on it again until a week from tomorrow....because of my Vegas trip.
So the good news is that I feel back to normal. The craziness has seemed to pass and I will go forward from here.
I will be throwing out a challenge to anyone who wants it on Tuesday. A challenge for 60 days. Think of something that you have a really hard time with....a struggle....a food you can't reisist, anything that is personally a challenge. And then, come back on Tuesday and read my blog. I will issue the challenge that day!!
So what is it about 183 that makes me go backwards every time. This is where I get to before I have a food fest. I wonder why? I really am trying to figure it out.
So after the Cheesecake Incident (as I lovingly call it), it was more of the same on Tue. And then yesterday, everything clicked back. So yesterday and today have been very on track. YES!
I am going to Vegas tomorrow for a few days with my honey (we go a lot because my best friend lives there...) so it will be nice to get away. Mini vacations are all I get with this job so I will take it!! I will work hard to not overdo it while I am there. And when I come back.......a new challenge.
I am going to think about what I have been doing that has been working...and what has not. And formulate a plan of attack for the next 60 days.
I find that when I give myself shorter time frames...I am able to focus much better. I need to get into the 170s and I need to formulate a plan that will get me through this barrier......so that is what I intend to do when I get home on Monday. :)
I hope that everyone is doing great. I am much better too. :)
(New book in hand, she opens the door. To The Cheesecake Factory. The hostess seats her in a quiet private booth. She knows what is about to happen)
"Hi. My name is Brenton and I will be your server. Can I get you started out with something to drink today? Glass of wine or some iced tea?"
She smiles and says, "Diet Coke please. And can I start out with an appetizer of chicken pot stickers?"
"Sure! No problem. I will get those started for you right away.Would you like me to bring the bread basket for you to start with??”
“Absolutely” *sigh*
She opens her book and begins to read.Brenton, a pleasant enough looking man somewhere in his twenties with blue eyes and red hair, that kind of looks like an ex-boyfriend of hers, comes back with the bread basket and Diet Coke.
“Are you ready to order?”he says with a smile?
“Yes, I am.I will have the Chicken Picatta with no capers please,” she says as she makes a face.Capers are NOT her idea of good.They are deceptive.They look like peas but taste NOTHING like them.
“Alright.And those pot stickers should be on their way any moment now.”
“Thanks” she replies as she picks up the bread and slathers butter on the top of the piece.And the bottom too.She opens her book and begins to read again.She has been using the sleeve of the book to mark her page.
The pot stickers arrive and, book in hand, she cuts the first one in half.And eats until there is one left.She things that if she leaves one (of 5) that it is not so bad.So Brenton comes by and asks if he can take the plate and she says that will be fine.
Next, the Chicken Picatta arrives at the table.It is shiny like all good foods with lemon cream sauce and butter should be.And there are nice pieces of chicken breast and mushrooms.All deliciously shiny.She takes her first bite, opens the book again, and begins reading.She finishes about half of the plate of food.And she is satisfied with that.She pushes the plate away from her and Brenton asks her if she wants a box.In her head, she is saying no because that way, there is no evidence. She jokes that he can have some if he is hungry.He takes the bread basket too…which is pretty much empty.
“Would you care for any desert?”Does the pope wear a funny hat?Does a bear sh!t in the woods?UH YEAH!!
“Can I see the desert menu?”He reaches in his apron and pulls out the menu and opens it to the final pages, where the metric ton assortment of deserts reside.She looks over it and finally decides on just plain ole original….she has been craving the graham cracker crust. Yum. Brenton and her discuss other deserts at other restaurants and she suggests he try out his sister company for the delicious desert that they have there that involves fresh baked cookies and homemade marshmallow fluf. He says he will have to go!!
The cheesecake arrives in front of her.She takes a deep breath in and then out.And picks up the fork.Before she knows it, there is one bite left.She leaves one bite because, that way, she can say that she did not finish it all….so it can’t be that bad.
And the fact that she has read the whole time takes her mind off of it.She does not have to think about what she is doing…what she has just done. Again. She can just enjoy her solo time.She can enjoy her food.She can be another anonymous fat girl in the mix just eating in peace with no one watching her or judging her.Except herself.
The bill arrives. $29.74 without tip. A bill for one. She leaves a big tip because the waiter has been so nice to her.
And then, that evening, she goes to the movies.And finally has her beloved buttery popcorn.
Up .4 so it could have been worse. This is a new week and another chance to continue to do it right again so that it does show up on the scale in a BIG way next week. As a good friend pointed out, there was nothing I could have changed or done differently to make it any better so I just have to move forward and keep doing what I am doing.
Got my once a month chin dot. lol. So it must be TOM around the corner that has me bloated so that I gained when I totally did not deserve it at all. DID. NOT. DESERVE. IT.
1. I threw my scale out the door.
2. I ran over it with my SUV to show it what real weight is. And then I put it in reverse and backed over it again. Just to make sure that I killed that SOB scale. I would have kicked it but that would have swolen my toes and caused additional weight gain.
3. I suppose I have to buy a new scale. One that shows my weight as lower than the other one.
So tonight Adam and I are going to the movies. And, once again, I will be literally hit in the face with smelling movie popcorn. You know exactly what I am saying. You open that door to the main lobby of the theater and then............
BAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The smell flows into my nose and pores and I ponder whether smelling it will cause me to gain 10 pounds or not. *sigh*. Oh how I long for the days of a large popcorn filled only half way.
Squirt. Squirt. Squirt. <-----------sound of the delicious buttery type food product....
Then to fill it up the rest of the way and
Squirt. Squirt. Squirt. <-----------sound of the delicious buttery type food product....again.....
*sigh*
I miss real movie popcorn. I have not had it all year. Yeah, I know that all year means a total of 47 days. I know that I could solve this problem by going to the movies on Saturday nights instead BUT tomorrow we are going to a home poker game and my honey and one of his best friends want to see the movie. Tonight. The night it opens.
So once again, I am without my beloved, delicious, fattening, wet, buttery popcorn that I love so much. Man....who knew that not having something could make you want it SOOOOOOOO much more.
Onward and downward (without my yummy movie popcorn)
I just realized that the ONE AND ONLY picture of me that you have on your blog is of me eating ICE CREAM. Where the hell is the love sister. You are cruel.
One day I will get a picture of you eating after 8pm. Oh...it WILL happen. Thank you for finally giving me a mission in life. :)
I will post something else later but had this random thought and so...there you have it.
