Stopped the 10DC cause I can’t follow all of the rules with my work schedule. Back to basic calorie counting.
Discipline is doing something when you don’t want to. Solely because you promised yourself. Because you’re sacrificing the now for the later. For the results you want to have. I’m going on my run. It is midnight. It still counts. I’m trying to keep the promises I make to myself. Because my dreams are worth it. Because they’re not stupid or unattainable. They’re real, and they’re important, and all I need is the discipline.
Screw you, laziness and self defeat.
Last night I had a corn dog, candy apple & a full meal at home. Luckily, I didn’t binge. However, I made the stupidest move today and weighed myself. I know that after eating salt loaded foods, you retain water, which leads to the number on the scale being higher. When I saw the number this morning, I felt so hopeless. Hopeless that I will never reach my goals and that I don’t have enough strength to go through with this. But I know I do.
I remember counting down the days till my vacation, 6 months ago. If I had been smart and lost weight SLOWLY I would have gotten there by now, but alas, I didn’t do it slowly. Instead, I tried eating 1200 calories a day and burning off around 400 each day through exercise, never eating them back. Stupid choice.
After this month, I will go on 1 pound lost per week and 1.5 pounds lost per week, no more of this 2 pound crap. 800 calories a day really isn’t enough. As for now, I’m sticking with the 10 day challenge because I need a kick to get rid of the cravings and really detoxify my body.
So what if in a month, even two months, I still have a lot of improvement to do? That’s why people say patience is key to success. You have to put in effort everyday to see results, which is what I’ll do. Sure, there isn’t enough time to look like my goal by the time I leave for vacation, but I would much rather look the tiniest bit better than I do now, than gain because I gave up.
Keep on climbing, even if you cannot see the top.