it’s friday again.
as i stepped off my weighing scale i had a singular thought pertaining to the weekend:
“do not treat cheat day as independence day”
what i mean to say is, don’t make the weekend license to ruin all the hard work you’ve done over the week. sure, you can eat whatever you want, but don’t go bordering on anarchistic gluttony because, well, it’s simply harder to work it off in the end.
cheat day is your chance to take a break from all that effort you put in, to have that cup of ice cream so that you don’t hate yourself for not eating the ice cream. but always keep in mind your vision, your weight goal, before you pick up that cup of delicious, sweet, sugary dairy product. remember, i said “cup” of ice cream. not cold stone “gotta have it” size.
also, don’t call it your “reward” day. i think it’s an unspoken rule for us recovering fatties: don’t make food a reward.
still, if you wanna go smorgasbord on your behind, go right on ahead. just don’t start blaming people and feeling discouraged when that scale says “welcome back, dumbo.”
i’ve probably said that before. but i guess what i’m really trying to do is to get at the heart of the matter.
see, these rules i’ve set up about eating right and exercising, of changing how i live to a supremely healthier lifestyle, no one else can enforce them but me. sure, i can have trainers barking into my ears and all, but it’s still me who chooses to listen to them. it’s still me who chooses to heed their advice, and the advice of my doctors.
and if i myself have no motivation, no vision that i want to attain, no lighthouse to point my ship to, no … (okay, i’ll curb my metaphors), well, these rules / guidelines / road marks are meaningless.
also, your motivation’s got to be about yourself. you can’t do this to impress a girl (i’ve done that), or to try and show up to your ten-year high school reunion like a stud (i almost did that) … you’ll be setting up unrealistic expectations for yourself.
so i guess what i’m trying to say is, to a certain extent, you really do have to learn to love yourself. not get self-absorbed or egotistical. i mean, appreciate that your life is worth living, that you mean something, that you’re not living someone else’s existence but your own, that you have your own vision. otherwise, you’ll spend more time thinking about what you can get away with instead of what i can do to better yourself.
now what good will that do?
gosh i’m sounding like that skinny texas preacher.
by the way, i just cleared the 270s.
269! huzzah!
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