Today’s number is 228. Yes, once again it is up, not down. And I am getting ticked off big time. Sick of it.
I have to get serious. No more thinking I can eat good foods and not drink enough water and skip meals, and still expect to lose weight. Not gonna happen.
I have to do something I seriously don’t like doing. Plan. Prioritize. Prepare. I think I’ll call them my 3 Ps.
I must plan out my schedule more strenuously starting this morning. Like right after I get off this computer and grab my planner. I have one and need to use the darn thing. If I plan things get done but when I just let the day ride, then it’s getting dark and I’m thinking, “What have I accomplished today? Nothing…”
I have to prioritize my time for me. Of course I will get done everything else that needs getting done each day, but the first one put into the planner is ME.
And prepare. Ahh, this one kills me. I have always been a fly by the seat of my pants kind of girl, but that is just getting me bigger pants as my butt gets larger. I need to prepare planned leftovers, keep healthy fruits and veggies chopped up and in glass covered dishes so I can see what’s lurking in the depths of my fridge. And shop more frequently to get fresh ingredients instead of buying what looks fresh and yummy once a week and then forgetting about it. And discovering the decomposed “fresh” veggies rotting in the crisper drawer. No more…
Posting the weekly number online has caused a shift in my thinking. I contemplated making up a number and putting it online. Something reasonable, maybe down a pound or two that I could catch up within a week or so. Make me look good, like I was doing something. But that’s cheating and I can’t abide cheats. I promised to post the weekly number, good or bad, and there it is. Up 1.4 pounds in 2 weeks because I haven’t shifted my mindset yet. But those gears are churning now.
Off to plan, prioritize and start the rice steamer. Brown rice even!