January 31, 2014
My musing today is based on a disappointing Monday evening.
As regular “dippers-in” to my blog will know, Lovely Husband and I had our belated Christmas present to look forward to… tickets to see a band that we both loved long before we met each other. A band that doesn’t regularly tour and who may not grace a UK stage again. They were on our list of “bands we must see” and so we bought the tickets in August and looked forward to the event.
I have to say that both LH and I let ourselves down. We had gone along with high hopes. We knew the songs we loved and the sound we enjoyed… and unfortunately we didn’t get to hear much of it during the show.
It’s not the band were bad, it was because LH and I had got an idea in our heads of “how it was going to be”.
That idea was based on decades of memories; an MP3 player blasting the beautifully produced-top-quality tracks into our home; and our Great Expectations.
I have to admit that I was very grumpy on Monday night. The car was parked miles away from the entrance and had cost £10 for the privilege; the Arena was freezing; the support act were not our “cup of tea” and the drive home in bad rain was not good. All in all, I was in a very “hurrumph” state of mind about the whole thing. Add to that the prospect of some nasty dental work on Tuesday afternoon and all was not well in the Hudson Household.
I’m afraid I was guilty of “Great Expectations” and this inevitably led to “Bitter Disappointment” (not a great name for a sequel novel… probably why Mr Dickens never penned it….) and it's a situation which I can also relate to my weight loss journey.
Although I know that I’ve set my weight loss to 1/2lb a week, and am achieving that… I can’t help but feel a pang of disappointment sometimes (particularly when I’ve been “extra good” with my food and done over-my-usual-amount of exercise). I know that slow and steady is the best way for me to lose weight. Other people can go for bigger increments, but history has shown that my current timetable is the most effective for me. I know this.
I also know that the information and guidelines provided by “those in the know” here at WLR give me absolutely the best advice and the soundest strategies… which in turn enable me to be programme my weight loss to a plan that suits me as an individual. I know all that. But still my blog was going to bemoan the fact that sometimes I feel disappointed that the number on my scales doesn’t reflect the idea in my head.
I had even referenced the definition of “disappointment” (which came up as “sadness or displeasure caused by the non-fulfilment of one's hopes or expectations)… which then led me back to my trusty for the definition of “expectation”.. which apparently is “a strong belief that something will happen or be the case”… I then headed over to the definition of “belief” which gave me “an acceptance that something exists or is true, especially one without proof”.
All in all, the three definitions pretty much summed up where my headspace was and confirmed that the only reason I was feeling “down” was because I had imagined something to be more than it ever was going to be in reality.
Of course the band were going to sound more “raw” and less “fresh” than on the recorded tracks of decades ago; of course the scales were going to record a half-pound steady loss rather than a mind-blowing five-pounds… but I had let my imagination run riot and then felt let down.
We all do it. It’s human nature. The only benefit from this is that we can learn valuable lessons as we move forward in life and on our weight loss journey. I know that my half-a-pound a week is attainable and sustainable. I’ve done “quick fix” and “mad fad” diets in the past (my first being at College where, at the age of 17, I announced to twin and best friend that I was going on the “celery diet” (a foolish eating programme entirely of my own invention…). I purchased a very large bag of celery sticks and resolved to eat only celery. Drinks would be limited to fruit juice or milk… It lasted five hours… Failing when I remembered how much I really dislike celery, and then being consigned to history when we went to the College Canteen and the lure of chips and gravy proved too much!)
So as much as I want to see fast results, I have to realise that being patience and doing it this way is going to give me the best possible chance of losing and maintaining. I have to give myself a stern talking to when I step on the scales once a fortnight and tell myself that two pounds lower is a exactly what I’m aiming for and what I should be pleased with.
As for going to see favourite bands playing live… I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to be content if they aren’t exactly as they sound on my MP3 player… so perhaps it’s Plays and Comedy Shows for me in future!
Hope you have a wonderful weekend.
With a hug