Get up 8.
After being extra active yesterday I caved to BBQ and ice cream. Offsetting all those calories I had burned.
Its a new day. GET UP and DO BETTER.
In the studying I do to improve I learned that completing planned tasks feels good. To complete a planned task actually releases endorphins. No matter how small the task.
Completing this blog this morning, I can attest to the fact that it feels good.
Now GO FEEL BETTER.
Apparently blogging yesterday did not make it as one of my priorities. I just now, when my daily alarm went off, realized I failed at this yesterday.
It appears I need more discipline for better CONSISTENCY.
In addition to my afternoon alarm I will set a morning alarm. I will work to blog first thing in the morning before I am caught up in the day's other priorities.
The afternoon will remain as a safety catch.
I am back on track with diet; but as sure as water is wet, my recent lapse has made it a difficult not to want taste all that unhealthy goodness again.
I am sitting here trying to visualize stepping on the scale tomorrow. I visualizing a healthier body and better quality of life.
I weighed 2.5 pounds more today than yesterday.
Yesterday I ate to feel good. I drank too.
I did this to counter the anger and sadness I felt about a personal matter in my life.
Today, after the damage is done, I am over those emotions. I was never emotional about what the scale read this morning. I knew what message the scale was going to bring.
Now what I am FIGHTING again is the desire to have a cold beer, some nacho's, and cheesecake for supper.
That evening trigger is wanting to be pulled. Those neural pathways of bad habits are trying to spark.
It is hard, but NO, I will not regress two days in a row.
I sit here buying a platter of wings for a family party while my wife is back home helping my mom make chocolate candies.
It is going to be a tough night. I have got to dig deep and be STRONG. Like Thanksgiving I must avoid the sweets. I must eat a moderate portion. I must avoid the ice cold beer. (Ouch that hurts).
I will NOT let the winds of pain NOR pleasure blow me off course.
I WANT a BETTER physical quality of life. Those little kiddie sweets will drag me backwards! That alcohol will NOT fuel my body. Stuffing myself will literally WEIGH ME DOWN!
NO! NO! NO, I will NOT let weakness win tonight. I WILL BE DISCIPLINED!