Today was interesting. I gave in to the very way of thinking I've encouraged others against. I weighed today and found a seven pound loss for the last three weeks. This brings the total to 58 pounds in the last thirteen weeks, an average of almost four and half pounds a week. How in the world could I ever complain about this?? I did my best to be positive as I shared the number on social media, but inside I was struggling with misaligned expectations. I know better than this way of thinking!! I should be grateful. I'm headed in a wonderful direction. I'm doing well. Why would I choose to be anything but elated?
It happens when expectations are bigger than reality. I know better than to play this game. Life Coach Gerri says "expectations are premeditated resentments," and she's right. What could it have registered for me to feel justly rewarded for my efforts? Ten or twelve pounds? I don't even know. All I know is, I stepped on the scale and found 336.2 staring back at me and it didn't feel right. Gerri countered with a short and sweet reply, "Get your euphoria from a healthy lifestyle, not from a number on the scale."
Here's where I am: My reaction was ridiculous. Not only did I have the reaction, I then proceeded to beat myself up for having the reaction in the first place. Seriously?? How dare I get upset with a seven pound loss! Then it was, how dare I get upset with me for getting upset about what I was upset about? It didn't help that today was an exceptionally long work day. It started at 6am and ended at 8:15pm. And I likely wasn't as rested as I needed to be for a day like today.
I realized my plans to attend spin class wasn't even an option with two location broadcasts scheduled from 4pm-8:15pm. I was also giving myself a mental beat down for not being as attentive to my schedule and missing all three spinning class opportunities this week.
I'll tell you what I'm going to do. I'm going to go to bed and allow this day to be done. I did okay with food today and made the last minute decision tonight to take a day off from the Y. My plan was to have dinner and then workout. It really should have been the other way around. After dinner, I was effectively done.
Patience and consistency are two things crucial to this journey. I'll check mine thoroughly, regroup and be okay.
My meal tweets today:
Guacamole omelet (avocado 133g), light sour cream (15g), sliced mushrooms, yellow apple. 444 cal. #bigbreakfast pic.twitter.com/ogwhmEx2EU
— Sean Anderson (@SeanAAnderson) July 23, 2014
Turkey and swiss on a Joseph's pita, dry grilled on the Foreman. Strawberries (115g) and two small pears. 436 cal. pic.twitter.com/4mkQBcv7lG
— Sean Anderson (@SeanAAnderson) July 23, 2014
Hawaiian Tacos. No chips, no rice, no beans, no cheese. Grilled chicken, steak & shrimp w/lettuce & sour cream. 566 C pic.twitter.com/MZKQUpycO0
— Sean Anderson (@SeanAAnderson) July 24, 2014
Today was a day for lessons about patience, consistency and gratitude.
Thank you for reading and your continued support,
Strength,
Sean
