Showing posts with label habit. Show all posts
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Monday, September 29, 2014

September 29th, 2014 Routines

September 29th, 2014 Routines

Routine is a big thing for me. I have set routines, habits let's call them, and when those are focused on good things--it works very well. I've very much fallen into some nice routines with food. Many of the "rules" I abide by are not written anywhere--they're just kept, by routine--by habit. Ordering water in a restaurant, it's become a regular and very easy habit--very automatic. Once a month or so, I might order an unsweet tea, but really--it's less than that, maybe once every few months. Water is my restaurant drink order 98% of the time.

I've developed some habits with food, too. My eggs in the morning. My love of bean tostadas for lunch. And my Mexican food dependency is obvious. 

I enjoyed dinner out with my daughter and her boyfriend this evening. I let them pick the place because if they leave it up to me--they know exactly where we'll end up: At that little Mexican place that does the Hawaiian Fajitas. Oh my--how I love those things--or just fajitas in general...love them. 

My habits usually serve a purpose, don't all? The Mexican food thing is a thing because it tastes good to me, but even more of a reason is the fact that it's so easy to adjust the calories up or down depending on how it's ordered or made at home. I can have a nearly 700 calorie fajita dinner--or slightly over 400 calories, simply by making a few adjustments. I like that kind of flexibility. And I like being creative--and I think I like flirting with things that look like salads, without fully admitting to eating one.

Habits within relationships are tough to break. And as my relationship with Heather grows, I'm trying my best to not revert back to old relationship habits or base everything off of old experiences and expectations.

My exercise habits have been fairly simple. And I don't mean that in a good way. I mean, simple--as in, I'm fully aware that I'm capable of doing more. The old excuse that I'm somehow trying to protect myself from injury or sudden death doesn't fly anymore. Maybe so at 500 pounds--not so much 200 pounds smaller. But it's that routine of habit that keeps me doing just enough.

Despite it all--or rather, thanks to it all, I'm losing weight consistently. So I can't say what I'm doing isn't working--it is, but I must be willing to expand my focus some--branch out and try new things, commit to harder workouts, like weight lifting, and realize I'll be okay. I know I will be okay. 

My next weigh day will likely (hopefully-optimistically) take me into what is commonly known at Twoterville. I think that's what they call it. And it'll be a sweet descent into the 290's after getting all the way up to the 390's during relapse/regain.

I'm feeling really good these days. My workout today was really nice. I did the cycling class at the YMCA. For some reason it isn't registering with fitbit as good as my elliptical workouts or even my 5K brisk walks, which is kind of puzzling to me. Oh well--it's working none the less. And I'm super grateful for that fact.

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Thank you for reading and your support,
Strength,
Sean
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