Addictions...they say that when you give up one addiction another one takes over. Tammy and I were talking the other day about how addicting the gym is getting to be, and it is. I can't wait to get off work to go work out. We usually work out 6 days a week, doing cardio every night and weights 5 nights. I usually walk a mile at the gym in the morning, and I've been trying to figure out how to work in a mile at lunch time. It only takes 17 minutes for a mile, so I could do that at lunch. The gym is about 10 minutes away from my office, so 37 minutes and I still have time to eat. It could happen.
I worked at home today and actually thought about going back to bed for an hour before I got started on my work, and skip my workout. But I was so siked when I got up and stepped on the scale and it showed 2lbs down. Now today is not my weigh day, but kinda just peeked today. SO I had to get dressed and go work out. I just couldn't let it go today, and not try to have a loss this week. I figure the more cardio I do, the more fat I lose. So I JUST DID IT!!!! Walked 1.5 miles this morning, because I wasn't hurrying to get to work.
Watching the Biggest Loser tonight I found out that there is always a reason why we are fat, and you have to find out why or it won't work, you will go back to the same behavior if you don't come to grips with the reasons. I was thinking about this and I have some serious soul searching to do to figure out how I got to the point where I started putting on this weight. I really think it was a series of things, where everything kept happening. I have always been an emotional eater. Since I started my journey 8 weeks ago, I have been trying to change that behavior. I need my own personal Jillian to help with with this journey, she just gets inside your head and even though she appears to be a b*tch, it is a motivation to keep going.
I have been doing good with my food although I haven't been actually counting calories, and I feel that even though I'm eating what I should eat, I can see my old eating patterns coming back. I need to get back into counting the calories, not just figuring in my head. Because as I get older my head's just not what it used to be, and I have so many numbers running around in there, I could actually be eating too many calories.
Anyhow, I can tell in my clothes that I am losing inches, and I think this weekend I will take my measurements again to see where I am.
Quote for the day - What possibilities would exist for you if you could eliminate the worry from your day?