Oh my goodness! I have let time pass me by without blinking an eye at my dear blog. No pudia serlo because I have been feeling weighted with guilt.
Over the past couple of weeks Southern California has been drenched with several inches of rain. Several miles north to where I live is La Cañada. Late last year the mountains were ablaze scorching the hill sides where many homes lay. Now with all the down pour of heavy rains, the charred land on the hills of La Cañada have turned into a goopy sludge that has threaten to slide down and engulf numerous homes, cars, trees, and anything that stands in its way. People who live in these homes have suffered incredible damage to their properties at the hands of the monstrous sludge.
Watching the news covering the rains in Southern California reminds me of the looming fear I have about my weight loss goals. Constantly, I feel the threat of defeat by the ominous sludge that is composed of scrumptious gastronome temptations and bountiful readymade excuses not exercise. *bows head in shame* (((deep sigh))) These past two weeks my perilous sludge washed over me bruising my will to succeed. Regretfully I gave into eating fat laden foods and sugary treats by the mouth full. Day after day the gym was ignored by yours truly.
Granted, I do not have the threat of losing my home to a mud slide, but I do feel a profound fear that I will regain the little weight and few inches around my waist that I worked so hard to lose over the month of January. Yo se que no perdi mucho- 2 pounds and 3 inches around my waist, but that lost means that I was able to accomplish something attainable in terms of my weight loss goals. I went from Week 4, "Yes, I can do this!" to Week 5, "Oh no, es muy difisil, no lo puedo ser."
Everyday I struggle to convince myself to go to the gym and exercise. I slip into my work-out clothes, fill-up my water bottle, and grab my hand towel with one hand and my car keys in the other hand. I'm ready to go! To go....to go.....to go.....ggggo....move it chamaca....go! Deep inside me I can feel my sludge sliding over me pulling me down slowly and steadily. Before I realize it, I am out on the town in my day wear running errands.
To make matters worse, I weighed myself while at Target last night. Ayi estava en el piso una weigher, so I stepped on it. *furrows eyebrows* I have no idea what I truly weigh. According to Target, I weigh 195 pounds!!! According to the fabuloso gym, I weigh 186 pounds!!!???
Sadly I regained an inch and a half around my waist => 37 inches. No lo quiro crear. ((sad face))
Week 7 is not turning out too well either. I need motivation!! Tony's great adventure at the gym fizzled before it even had a chance to get started. We headed to the gym late on a Friday only to be turned away because the sales staff went home for the evening. Oh well, it was a lonnng shot. I'm on my own and I need to get my boodie back in shape!
If I can get one day in of exercise this week, I will be very happy. In the meantime, I will continue to practice yoga and eat less. No more hiding from hard work!
I can do this!!
2 comments:
I feel the same way. That is why it's hard to get me to Diet. The fear of failing (once again) is so discouraging.... You can do it girl!!! Yes, you can!!! Si se puede!!
No se puede!! What a struggle! My body is a little dizzy from all the yoyo-ing. I need to get more serious with my efforts- uhhhh, starting next week. Uhgggg....motivation, where are you???!! Actually, a trip to the mall this afternoon peeked my motivation to return to the gym asap. Vamos a ver.....
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