I woke up this morning and the last thing I wanted to do was exercise. The air is full of mold and ragweed making me stuffy and puffy. Birthday celebrations didn’t help. Last night there was Lasagna and cake. And then there were the drinks. I only had one to be honest but it was the fruity kind that is designed more to send you into a diabetic coma rather than to actually get you drunk. I think it actually had more sugar than the cake. There is a second birthday celebration on Thursday night too. Different meal, different cake and more than likely a few glasses of wine. It makes me nervous about my friday weigh in. However while I will limit myself, I’m not going to avoid celebrating with friends.
You’d think this would make me anxious to get my work out in and do a preemptive calorie strike. I’m not certain such a thing is possible. I do know it is possibly the worst title for an action movie I can imagine.
Coming soon to a theater near you it is Preemptive Calorie Strike. Sergeant Fitness isn’t going to take the arrival of the cheese board lying down.
I wonder if they could get The Rock to play Sergeant Fitness? In my head he already does, in case you want to share my mental picture.
Not the point though. Sniffling, puffy and filled with cake I did not want to work out. I knew the scale wasn’t going to be my friend this week so I thought, ‘what’s the point?’
Clearly, I needed extra motivation. Do you remember a few tips ago when I suggested a closet clear out but suggested keeping one item of clothing from the larger version of you? Well, I did the same and here is where it came in handy.
The picture above shows my favorite striped shirt from before I began my diet. I don’t know how clear the tag is but it says 3X. I loved that shirt. It is soft and while it fit, it didn’t cling too tightly to my midsection. The V neck only came to a point just below my collar bone. The sleeves fell just right to my wrists. Most importantly it was comfortable. Very few items of clothing I had at that time were truly comfortable.
Also featured in the picture above is the shirt I wear a lot now. It’s the purple one. It fits, it doesn’t cling in the wrong places and it is comfortable to wear. The cotton has been washed so many times that it is super soft. In case you can’t read the tag, it says XL.
When I got the striped shirt out of the back of my closet, I suspected it would be a little loose. I didn’t quite expect to be swimming in fabric when I put it on. That is one of the difficulties of slowly chipping away at a large amount of weight. Each day is just a little nibble off the mass and you keep looking at the one size down item of clothing you are holding in reserve as you inch closer to fitting into it. Because you see yourself everyday it is really difficult to see the changes.
Every once in a while, you need that reminder. It is the reminder of where you have been, even if you are focused on where you want to go. Every so often you have to look back, stop and give yourself credit for your efforts. It is especially important when you are having a bad week or, like I suspect will be the case for me this week, the potential for a slight gain instead of a loss. Days ebb and flow. Some will be good and you will slide out of bed ready to do what you need to do for you. Other days you want to pull the covers over your head and pretend you are going into hibernation. That’s okay. No one said it would be an easy road. In fact, I’m going to go ahead and tell you, this road is filled with potholes. But in the long run, I’m confident I will get where I am going and I’m sure you will too.