Wenatchee Fitness Blog is following a local Wenatchee blogger named Shelley. Her blog, named "Fat, Interrupted." is filled with Shelley's 'random thoughts and experiences while trying to become less woman.'
I feel like my body is revolting. No, well, yes, it isn't pleasant to look at but I don't mean that kind of revolting this time. I feel like my body was perfectly happy the way it was and I'm really pissing it off with all this fitness crap. For the last two weeks, I've been up and down 2 to 2.5 lbs and it's making me a crazy person. See, the last time I tried to lose weight seriously, I lost 16 pounds in 6 weeks doing this:
Now, I'm doing this:
And I've lost 16 pounds in 5 weeks. Which, comparatively, sounds fab. 16 in 5 vs. 16 in 6. Victory! But it doesn't feel that way. It feels like I'm working 10 times as hard to get the same results. I would have to be at 25 lbs lost by the end of this week to be on goal for my challenge target. So I got to thinking....
Maybe I'm putting way too much pressure on myself for the challenge. Honestly, other than working out for TWO hours a day, SEVEN days a week and reducing my caloric intake to that of a 2-year-old, I can't think of anything I could be doing differently. And until I can afford a maid, a chauffer, someone to do my errands and basically handle everything in my life, that two hours isn't going to happen. So I guess it's time to change the thought processes and stop beating myself to a pulp.
I need to focus on the life change, not the challenge. I need to remember that it took me a long time to get this way, and it will take a long time to change it. I don't have to be The Biggest Loser and drop 10 lbs a week in order to be successful. If I had nothing to do with my time other than work out, I could probably do the 10 lb thing. But I have stuff to do. Lots of stuff. I'm a mom and I have to work and I have to do everything to take care of my fam. Because I'm the only one to do it.