I gave myself a little pep talk/lecture this morning. I seem to be drowning in the negative a bit and I'm sick of it.
I have mentioned that I've gained about 6 pounds (after losing 20) and I'm having trouble dropping it. But am I really having trouble losing it? No, I'm having trouble TRYING to lose it. I've been eating whatever I want whenever I want (except those chips I REALLY wanted yesterday), I've been blowing off my workouts, and then of course there is the beer.
So this morning when I weighed myself I had that little voice in my head saying "You COW! You are such a loser! Look how flabby you are! Why even bother trying? Oh yeah, you look old too!"
I swear that shit has got to STOP. Look how I treat myself over six measly pounds. It's ridiculous. My clothes still fit, and I'm healthy. What's the big deal? It's 6 pounds!
Anyhorribleinnervoice, I sat down with my tea, and said "Look self, this has got to stop. If you want to lose the weight, you have to try. If you want to cut out the drinking, just do it. This is the only life you get-do you really want to spend it beating yourself up over every little thing? Make the changes that need to be made and be HAPPY!"
I know I'll have to keep reminding myself, keep giving myself pep talks until I'm over my hump. I've really had enough of the negative in my head. Life's too short.