I have to admit to having feeling a little funky the last week. Who knows why? Anyway, it’s boring, I’m hot, blah blah blah. So let’s focus on the positives right? RIGHT!
This morning I jumped on my scales as I have been doing every now and then since we got back from our Christmas holidays and what do you know? Some weight loss. A little each week. The clothes a little looser. The arms a little less flabby. In fact, since we got home on the 5th Jan I have lost 4.4kgs in total. Nice one lady, nice one.
But better than any actual number is the fact that my mind has switched a little. I have managed to make exercise part of my day. I had a thought one day about how I am committed to, and can complete simple chores like vacuuming the house every Monday and each and every Monday I will do it because it makes me happy to have a clean house, and it’s a routine and I like me a routine. Or like when I do washing. I start the process, and I follow through. You will never see baskets of unfolded washing around my house, or piles of clean clothes that need putting away. I follow through until those clean clothes are folded away in their correct drawers. It’s me. It’s a little weird. But I do it and it’s no big deal because it just has to be done. And so I thought if I could do it with those things, why can’t I do it with food? Or exercise? I have shifted the thought to make it “part of” the day because I have to. And my weird little brain seems to have accepted it. And I am actually following through. Who knew?!
And another weird weight thing with my mind? I think of weight loss in terms of 500 gram mince meat packages? Like I said, weirdo. But, I think 500grms is 500 grms. I mean, think of those half kilo mince packets that you get from the supermarket. That’s something right? So even when it’s just a little loss, it’s a half kilo of mince of my legs and waist and that’s something.
As I said, small victories from the mind of a weirdo.