Week Six: Over Promise & Under Deliver

This is the story of my life, over committing myself to my work, mostly, then to my social life, and currently as we all know in my exercise regimen. This time the promise is to myself to eliminate the bad carbs, bad fats, and do everything perfectly so that I can get that 4.5 lb weekly weight loss wrapped up neatly in a box with a bow and gifted to me on Wednesday evenings in the form of numbers on a scale.  Well reality hit and life happens.  Life is kicking me in the butt and that's OK.

 Here's what I know about myself and how I plan to gain back some control:

1.  I have no self control.  NONE.

• For the next eight weeks I will not allow myself into settings where I could be lured to eat or drink anything not within my regimen.   Sorry friends, no mas fiesta for Lis; no goodies, beverages, or dinners out for me for eight weeks.  I'm in a crunch here.

2. Work will always inch into my personal life.  

• FIND BALANCE.  PERIOD.

3. When I am tired, I am less inclined to hit the gym.

• I have to wake up by 5:30 am.  I have a 9:30 bed time right now that is non-negotiable.

4.  I slip up when I lack organization.  

• I need to leave my Sundays free for me to shop, cook, and clean.

The hardest thing about all of this, is that with my lack in ability to move forward with any weight loss, I have only let myself down.  When I slip up and drink or eat pizza, the promise to myself for a healthier life is compromised.  I only have two months where I need to be fairly disciplined.  Of course this goes with allowing some treats, but there is a difference in rewarding yourself and falling off the wagon completely.   Time to get some checks and balances in place and to START KICKING ASS!

Week 6: 188 lbs.

Also, try this healthy & delicious Smoked Turkey soup I made for myself this week from Food and wine Magazine. You can find the recipe here.