For the past few months, I have been fully and whole-heartedly off the wagon when it comes to my diet and exercise. I thought I would pick it back up right after the wedding I went to in Ireland, but I didn’t. I continued to be a grand ole slack-ass. Until recently.
I am back to using my Fitbit (yay, the cleaner found it!) and tracking all my movements, food and sleep. I’ve also started using the notes and journal functions of the Fitbit website, to try to understand more where I am slipping and where I am winning. Because I’m beginning to see that when you are struggling, it is just as important to celebrate the little wins as it is the big ones.
I’ve also gone back to weighing myself. I find that I have a “just don’t look” policy when it comes to things I don’t want to deal with… when I know I haven’t been eating right and exercising, I stop weighing myself, and when I know it is near the end of the month and I shouldn’t spend any more money… I stop looking at my bank balance. What a brat.
Things aren’t as bad as I had thought (with the scale, the bank account is an entirely different issue!) but I do feel the need to lament a little how much further along I would have been had I not given up for a couple of months there.
Ages ago, Fitbit (bless it’s little wee electrical heart) told me that I would be my “ideal weight” mid-October. Then it got all excited and said it would be late September. NOT SO OPTIMISTIC NOW, ARE YOU? Poor Fitbit.
When I weighed in on Monday, it told me that I could be my ideal weight in mid-January. Yesterday it was like “holy shit, lookit you all on track” and pulled it back to the beginning of January. Today it is telling me I could still hit my goal weight in 2012. So I am completely in love with it again.
I would like to try to hit my goal weight this year. I think that would be cool. I just have to figure out how to stay consistent with what I am doing….