So it's Friday weigh -in day!
I am down one more pound.
So that is 6 pounds since the first of the
year, and 15 pounds since I changed the way I eat.
This is slow but steady progress.
My big fear is that I will run out of things
to talk about on this blog. Although I have ideas, I fear that in time
this will deteriorate to a boring list of everything I eat in a day:
7:20 -I ate my milk
7:45 -Danced my dance
8:10 -Had impure thoughts about a scone
(English majors will think that's funny.)
This will be sad because I have enjoyed the
blogging aspect of all of this. It keeps me excited and
accountable. But mostly it has helped me flesh out some of the emotional
work it takes to get these goals met.
It helps me put a name to my fears and
therefore rob them of their power. (Disclaimer: This does not work with
everything. For instance, if your fear is a tiger--even if you name that
kitty Clarence, it will still rip your face off. I'm just saying.)
But for now, I still have a few more silly
things to write and a few kind people to listen and one more fuzzy pom to move
into the pounds jar. Not too bad for a Friday.
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