Saturday, January 11, 2014
Failing to Plan
Failing to plan means just that: failing to plan. The truth is, I didn't have a set plan to lose the weight. I was always fearful. Fear is tormenting. All of my plans seem to have come to naught. I plan to eat this many calories per day because I was struggling to eat a certain amount of calories. It seemed too unrealistic yet I wanted to lose weight. I became obsessed with calorie counting but I didn't spend enough time eating foods that were good for me despite them either in a bowl waiting to be eaten or in a can just "sitting there" in a pantry. I didn't eat well and I didn't take enough time to plan my meals. I was fearful that I would change my mind. I did what I feared the most. Not only did I change my mind. I changed my entire routine over and over and over again. So basically I just quit and started binging. I felt like there was nothing that I can do. I wasn't accountable yet I was held accountable. I have set unrealistic standards for myself and I ended up gaining most of my weight back anyways. I would like to start over but I keep on doing that and I still did not lose any weight. Not to mention also that I was overeating at the time. I knew and felt that I was taking time to be proactive but I quit. Winners don't quit and quitters don't win. That is a motto I certainly don't want to have for myself or for my life.