It's Monday, my rest day and what do I do, I rest! Isn't that what you are supposed to do on a rest day?? Well, yes, it is, BUT why am I resting on a rest day when I haven't done any exercise for 2 weeks?????????
Why? Because I am feeling like a big, fat, lazy pog. Look, here's a picture of me.......
walking the dog
Watching TV
Then for some unknown reason, I feel like this.....
Hahahaha, I can't believe I said unknown reason! Of course I know the reason. I'm the reason! I seem to have become one of those people that complains about being fat and doing nothing about it.
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I hate being fat and unable to do simple things like go shopping without having to go to the "big" stores to buy a pair of pants or a top, so why do I continue to self-sabotage my efforts by eating crap and being lazy? I have no excuse and even if I did, it would be stupid and suck. There really are no excuses.
"Don't complain about being fat if you're not willing to do anything about it!" I am willing and I go well for a while, lose a few kilos and then stop, just stop. I totally don't understand myself, this is how I feel at the moment......
I actually feel like this sometimes. I know what I need to do, I know how to do it, but I just don't. It's like my brain just shuts down and I feel as though I can't get it to start again. My journey is very, very mental (in all senses of the word), but what I mean is that I love to exercise.
Exercising makes me feel so good. I feel great after working out, I'm on a high, life is great etc. so why wouldn't I want to feel like that, really good, great even, all of the time? I can't work it out!
Is it because although I am 18 kg down, I still have 30+ kg to go? Am I finding the whole number thing a lot more daunting than I thought I did? Is it because I have such low self-esteem and self-belief that I am telling myself that I am going to fail so why bother? Do I need to break my goals down into 5 kilo lots or maybe even 5 lb (2.268 kg) lots? Maybe it's a combination of everything - it has to be I suppose, cause all these feelings don't just appear from nowhere, they must already be lurking in the back of my mind.
I'm actually very good at suppressing issues and pretending they don't exist, but lately I am starting to think that maybe I am eating these issues rather than suppressing them. Not so good at hiding from them as I thought I was! I'm not confrontational, I never have been. I was the "perfect" child. I never spoke back to my parents (or anyone for that matter), I just did what I was told even if I didn't want to. I was 21 before I ever told my mum off and of course I felt like crap afterwards even though I knew she deserved it.
If there ever was a confrontation I would (and still do) just shut down. I have all these thoughts racing through my mind and I often want to yell in, or punch the person's face, but I don't. I just take it! I don't say a word. I know this may sound weird, odd and strange, but I physically can't say anything. It's like my brain won't let me.
The words that I am longing to say, just won't come out. I'll just nod in agreement with whoever it is just to shut them up and make them go and leave me alone. My goodness, I am sounding so mature right now. Isn't a married woman with 4 of her own kids supposed to be able to speak her mind and not take any crap from anyone? Aren't I supposed to be able to defend myself and not revert to feeling like a scared child?
I'm actually very good at suppressing issues and pretending they don't exist, but lately I am starting to think that maybe I am eating these issues rather than suppressing them. Not so good at hiding from them as I thought I was! I'm not confrontational, I never have been. I was the "perfect" child. I never spoke back to my parents (or anyone for that matter), I just did what I was told even if I didn't want to. I was 21 before I ever told my mum off and of course I felt like crap afterwards even though I knew she deserved it.
If there ever was a confrontation I would (and still do) just shut down. I have all these thoughts racing through my mind and I often want to yell in, or punch the person's face, but I don't. I just take it! I don't say a word. I know this may sound weird, odd and strange, but I physically can't say anything. It's like my brain won't let me.
The words that I am longing to say, just won't come out. I'll just nod in agreement with whoever it is just to shut them up and make them go and leave me alone. My goodness, I am sounding so mature right now. Isn't a married woman with 4 of her own kids supposed to be able to speak her mind and not take any crap from anyone? Aren't I supposed to be able to defend myself and not revert to feeling like a scared child?
Enough of that, I think those are issues for a whole different type of blog. Back to the matter at hand! There are so many pictures floating around cyberspace of fit, healthy women and I want to be one of them, I really do, but I think I realised while writing this post is that I don't need to look like this......
......all ripped and muscular. I don't even need to be as hot as my BFF Jill (love her).
I just want to be healthy. I want to feel comfortable in my own skin. I just want to look decent, nice even, in the clothes I can buy from the rack in a normal clothes store. I don't want to be plus-size anymore, just fit and healthy.
I would even settle for this......
NOT!
Ewwwwwwww! Does anyone actually find this attractive?
Ewwwwwwww! Does anyone actually find this attractive?
Can someone please slap me in the face and then share your secrets with me......