May the Force be With You…
January 13, 2014
I stayed the same when I weighed in. I know why.
Part of the reason is that the “bad cold” I’ve been battling since December 16 is actually a “nasty viral infection”. No amount of over-the-counter cold remedies was ever going to shift it, but now my doctor has given me a supply of elephant-strength antibiotics I am confident that the end is in sight and I will be able to ditch the big box of tissues l which I am carrying around constantly for my streaming nose. My throat feels like I’ve swallowed razor blades (and my recent public speaking engagements have been pretty painful) and my limbs ache… (Lovely Husband has been very sympathetic but I think even he’s grown tired of my constant “ooooof-ing” and "owwwwf-ing" as I haul myself around). But I am hopeful that these gigantic tablets will soon see me back to “fine fettle” and I can crack on with reducing the number on the scales.
By now I’m sure some of you are wondering how, with such a painful throat, I could stay the same as, surely, eating is painful. Well, I suspect that most of the reason that I haven’t lost weight is because I have been drinking vast quantities of milkshake…
I’m a sucker for Crusha raspberry, and have averaged about 2 litres a day… Ice cold, sweet, and comforting… (and on more than one occasion supplemented by a generous scoop, or two, of vanilla ice-cream). My “hot meals” have been microwave porridge and cream of tomato soup.
Add to all of that the fact that I have done no exercise for the past six days and the “stayed the same” is about as good as it was going to get. I am reminding myself that whilst the scales have not gone down… more importantly they have not gone up.
But I know I need to get my act together. I caught a bit of a segment on early morning television called “motivation nation” geared to encouraging those of us who need to shed the pounds to get out and do it.
Motivation is not an issue for me. The wardrobe in the spare room (full of the most beautiful clothes that no longer fit me) is a constant reminder of where I was, where I am now and where I want to get back to. The problem for me is Momentum.
I can find any number of good reasons why I need to watch what I eat and exercise; I know that when I am eating well and exercising I feel better in myself; I have more energy and I am a much nicer person to be around. I can get my brain into gear and be all fired up to take action… and I do, for a few days, but then something will come along that knocks me off schedule and upsets my routine… and I lose my momentum.
I wondered exactly what “motivation” and “momentum” were and yet again my old-faithful dictionary didn’t let me down. It came up with the following by way of explanations:
Motivation : a reason or reasons for acting or behaving in a particular way.
Momentum: the impetus of a body resulting from its motion; driving power or strength.
And I think I need to work on my “driving power or strength”. I have lots of reasons for “behaving in a particular way” but I seem to be lacking in impetus - which I’ve just looked up and which is defined as:
At the moment I’m using the lack of energy caused by my “bug” as an excuse… but I need to make the effort to put what little energy I have into weight loss.
I have to keep reminding myself of all the reasons why I want to weigh less and change my shape. In order to achieve this I have to focus on the task in hand - even when there are “rocks in the road” of my weight loss journey.
So I am resolved to harness my energy and push myself forward. When I do that I gain momentum and see results.
So my mantra for this week (thank you Obi Wan Kenobi ) has to be “Use “The Force”…”
If you are in similar situation … may “The Force” be with you too.
With a hug