So what went wrong? Did I feel deprived? A little. Should I have? Not really. I mean, did I really need to bake brownies? Have another glass of wine? No, but after years of eating whatever I wanted (equating to a 60 lbs weight gain may I add) when I put boundaries on my habits, I crumble. It sucks. How can someone be so organized and prepared for everything else in life, but when it comes to something as important as my health, I just fall to pieces? My husband made a comment to me the other night that hit me square in the chest and my pride. He saw me making a grilled cheese sandwich while snacking on chips and asked how my diet was going. I met his question with a glare and told him I had cancelled my WW membership because it was cheaper to join our local gym at $30 per month then my $45 per month WW membership. So his next question was "Well, when are you going to join the gym?" and I told him next payday which to him pretty much equals the brush off. Next came the comment that almost brought me to tears, "I don't know why you bother with these diets, you never follow through." Wow. Talk about a gut check. Did he say it to be mean? Of course not. Did I need to hear the truth from someone I love? Yes.
So here I am, admitting that I am a yo-yo dieter. I have bought just about every "get thin quick" plan ever shown on an infomecial. I've spent thousands (ugh) over the years on gym memberships, shakes, videos, workout gear, shoes, mp3 players etc without anything to show for it and the pity party stops here. Recently I was with a friend who is also dieting and we started joking about our "healthy mindset". This pretty much sums mine up:
As funny as it is, I've got to change my mindset. And that is just step 1...
To be continued...
