So I truly can't seem to shake myself out of this blah mood I've been in...and usually when I get blah I get even more blase about the WW program. I find myself making excuses (I'm really tired, it's Easter so I have to eat the chocolate - you know the drill). Usually at this point on my WW journey, I tend to give up. I just quit and think "I'll start again when things get less crazy".
Here's the thing...it never gets less crazy. There is always a thousand other things that need my attention, and a hundred reasons why it is easier to grab whatever is handy to eat instead of planning and making good choices.
This is where I really appreciate my WW buddy. Knowing she keeps going, and has just as crazy a life as me, keeps me at least on the program. It keeps me going to the meetings, and thinking even a little bit about what I put in my mouth.
Truth be told I skipped weigh-in last week - mostly cause I just didn't have it in me to face the scale knowing it would not be a good number. This week I'm going back to the meeting and will face the music...and I will do it with my support system in tow. Here's to keeping the truck moving forward!
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