I must face it. I've gotten my body out of sorts. Again. I've gained back nearly all the weight I lost last year. It took one year for me to lose 13 pounds and four months to gain 11 pounds. Sigh and Grrr. I'm not going to cry about it. Nor whine. Nor make excuses for myself. I know what I did. Since Christmas, I've been eating desserts nearly every day, drinking beer about once a week, and not pedaling Tilda-Hilda up a hill six days a week. Pure and simple. I admit it. I overindulged and got lazy. I did it to myself. Again.
This morning, I started paying attention to the wise woman inside me when we dropped the Husband's computer at the repair shop. The first thing I saw when I got out of the car was the doughnut shop two doors away. Just like Homer Simpson, my first reaction was to drool and say "Doughnuts, me want."
I did not go over to the doughnut shop.
As we were leaving the computer repair shop, about 20 minutes later, I thought, "Doughnuts, me want."
I got into the car without making a suggestion to the Husband.
So, good for me.
I'll be facing this decision-making process again at lunchtime when the Mama opens the bag of chocolate cookies for dessert.
One moment at a time. Last year, I went a full year. This time, I'm aiming for a lifetime. I know I can do it.
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