This last week was, I thought, pretty good as far as meeting my goals. I ate well, went to the pool for some exercise, made it to my weekly meeting with the ladies. So you can imagine my surprise when I completely missed the mark on my last goal.
My goals for last week:
- No simple carbs. No bread, pasta, potatoes or rice.
- No added sugars in anything. (Fruit is okay)
- Go pool-walking at least 3 times.
- Lose two pounds.
No carbs? Check.
No sugar? Check
Pool walking? Check
Lose two pounds. Ummm…
Well, that didn’t go as planned. In fact, I gained five pounds. Five fucking pounds. How is this even possible considering all the work I did throughout the week?
So, what’s a dedicated, determined girl to do when she doesn’t meet every single last goal she’s set for herself? Why, cry of course. In front of people, no less.
*sigh*
I’m not big on crying; especially in front of other people. That’s besides the point, though….
I realize what I should do (in lieu of being a damned whiner) is suck it up, retrace my steps and keep on keeping on. I have to take the advice and words of wisdom from the other ladies in group and remind myself that I DID meet all of my other goals. I AM doing what I’m supposed to be doing to get healthy. The scales are not the whole story of me. And add a sprinkling of my own advice: Don’t self-sabotage.
So here I am, setting out on another week of goal-getting and keeping my fingers crossed that it’s not all for naught. I changed it up a bit this week:
- Go to the gym three times before next meeting.
- Go pool-walking three times before next meeting.
- No carbs/sugar.
- Avoid fruit for two days to see if it’s affecting my BS.
As you might be able to tell I took those mean, condescending, hurtful scales out of the picture for the week.
My week is off to a rough start, but I’m dedicated. So my little slip-up from this morning (yes, I already had one… self-sabotage) isn’t going to define or dictate the rest of my week.
Fingers crossed.
Greetings From A Squiggly Mind 
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