Hello all! It’s official. Life is weird. Today I launched a new career. Or a new hobby. Or something. I am now a feature writer for the Lone Grove Ledger. The article I posted here will be appearing in the paper tomorrow. After that, I don’t have a clue what I’ll be writing about! I’ll definitely be asking everyone I know if they have any interesting story ideas.
In addition to the fact that my career went in a whole new direction today, I also achieved what I thought was most definitely NOT going to happen- I had a weight loss this week. And a good one, even! Another TWO pounds off my body, hallelujah! I knew I’d been perfectly good between last Tuesday and Friday. From Friday to Sunday, well let’s just say I indulged, and leave it at that. (Especially considering that I went into great detail about my dietary indiscretions two entries ago!) But the great thing, the really super cool thing, the totally New Me thing, is that I got right back on track Monday! In the past, I probably would have beaten myself up and smacked myself around, guilt-tripped myself to death, and engaged in some serious ‘stinkin thinkin’ before I gave up completely and ate myself into a coma. But now? I acknowledged that I ate some stuff I could have skipped, ate some stuff prepared in ways I could have changed, and skipped some stuff I should have gone ahead and eaten instead. And yeah, I worried that I would probably have a gain this week, or would have stayed the same, or just had a tiny, barely noticeable loss. But I was determined that no matter what, I would stay on the plan and keep going!! No matter what happened on the scale, I was going to keep plowing on and moving forward.
Honestly, that would have been very difficult. I know with certainty that if I hadn’t lost any at all or if I had gained, I probably would have cried and gone straight to Quiznos and bought a middle size turkey bacon guacamole sub! With a cup of broccoli and cheese soup to boot! But then I would have felt worse and it would have just been that much more of a struggle to get back on the (insert metaphor of your choice here.)
I am just so proud of myself right now! And I didn’t let The Boy get away with being a brat when he was demanding a toy from the dollar store. And I bought healthy groceries! And I did up all the dishes that were forming ranks and organizing their battle strategy! I think I’m on a roll here. Maybe tomorrow I’ll leap a tall building, save some puppies from a burning house, and balance the national budget!
Go me! I’m Queen of the World!
Until next time,