So now that I've settled into my diet, I find myself quickly falling into the "is that all there is?" mindset. You know this one. After the initial excitement of really committing to something, and the first few days of fairly exciting readings on the scale, the routine of changing one's way of life sets in.
I had gotten myself into the terrible habit of pretty much never cooking for myself. The closest I've come to cooking for myself over the last several months has been baking up a DiGiorno pizza. That's obviously a terrible habit to slip into, because invariably, we all slip into the bad habit of getting food on the way home. For me, that generally meant at the end of a day where I'd been out of the house for 10+ hours and just wanted to get home. I wanted to get food fast. Food Fast. Fast Food. Bad News.
Tonight, I "cooked" my dinner for the first time in months. I should admit, I've never gotten beyond terrible as far as my culinary skills are concerned. I was banned from cooking in my fraternity after totally screwing up making spaghetti. So, my dinner tonight consisted of chicken breasts cooked on the George Foreman grill, and a microwaved bag of steamed green beans. Still, it's better than a Big Mac (curse McDonald's for being so close to my apartment that I go by them on my runs).
I also was able to force myself to put in a run that I really did not want to do tonight. I can directly attribute this to terror. Having the Sword of Damocles (now THERE'S a reference for you) of the public accountability I've undertaken on this diet certainly helped push me out the door tonight.
I've been encouraged by my weight loss so far, and I did indeed make that graph I mentioned in an earlier post. Maybe I'll post the graph at some point, but for now, I am looking forward to my weekly weigh in.
I weighed in last Wednesday night, but I don't like to do my weigh ins at night. I feel they are too dependent on what I've had for dinner, so instead, I'm going to make Thursday mornings weigh in day.
Stay Tuned!
One thing I will tell you is that learning to run sucks. You have to really push yourself out there a lot of times before you feel any desire to WANT to do it. It's really hard, and getting to the point where you can even go without stopping takes time. For me it takes about a month of running consistently (3x a week about 3 miles each time) before I want to willingly run. BUT, when you reach that point, you REALLY want to run. Just as much as you don't want to in the beginning, you DO want to when you reach that point. Not to mention how amazing it feels when you start to improve and can actually run for awhile. Under Armour has a slogan "Athletes Run," and it's the truth. Nothing makes me feel more fit then to be able to go out and run, even if I do take short walk breaks. It is one of the few activities in life in which my brain shuts off. The biggest advice I can give to you with all of this is to BE PATIENT, and BE CONSISTENT. It's not supposed to be easy. Keep up the good work!
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