I recently had the opportunity to watch footage of a beauty queen snatching the crown off of the winner's head and throwing in on the ground. You'll definitely want to You Tube that later. I found it to be both awesome and hilarious. I was amazed at how well her sentiment resonated with me. They say that when you have a negative experience at a young age, you get stuck there. Arrested development. Maybe that's how it all started. On the outside, I am a fabulous, 25 year old (wink), grown woman. Inside, I'm basically a 3 year old who is not immune from tantrums.
For most of my life I have been a professional quitter. This weight loss situation is no exception. A couple of days ago I came to the realization that no matter how much I exercise, I can't have dinner and dessert at Chili's, beer, wine, fast food and whipped drinks on the daily. I was obviously devastated by this information. I was thinking about how a few extra pounds isn't a big deal. I could just stop off at the mall and buy a bigger bra and get used to this "situation." I'm not super obese or anything so it's cool, right?
Then I realized that it's not about the weight. It's about deciding on a course of action and making it happen. I'm rarely decisive and it's even more unusual for me to stick with a decision once it's made. I did try it once. I took all of the baby steps necessary to get to where I wanted to go and it worked! It was slow and hard and aggravating, but it worked. I try to remember that every day, every moment, whenever it's necessary. So today, instead of switching my half-marathon to the 5K option or hitting the drive-thru for a #1, I will just continue to put one foot in front of the other (eyes rolling). I only hope that I will feel as wise tomorrow.
How do you maintain when it gets hard? When you're not in the mood? When your inner runner-up wants to steal the crown and slam it into the floor? I am always open to suggestions.