Friday, August 1, 2008
I have been "making healthier choices" for about 2 weeks now. I don't dare call it a diet. You see the "D" word sets off this Pavlovian response in me and I eat crap. And more crap. And more crap. I don't know what it is. I self sabotage. Some psycho babbler would say that I don't feel like I deserve to be happy in my own skin and that is why I sabotage myself. I think it is too many years of no self control. Learning self control is the hardest lesson I have to learn. Will power. Ugh. Dreadful. It is along the same lines as the word "budget". But I finally have that worked out so I know I can conquer lack of self control also. Along with self control I need to learn to tolerate exercise. I hate it. With a passion. Let me sit and read or watch a movie any day. Hell, let me get a pap smear everyday over having to exercise. Chad is more than supportive in my endeavors. He has bought me a Gazelle, a manual treadmill, numerous exercise videos and an electric treadmill. I took mom and dad's exercise bike. I want to buy a real bike. I want Billy Blanks to show up at my house every morning and whip me into shape. I have so many ideas with no action. ACTION, BABY!!! That is what I need to do. A friend of mine says it takes 21 days to form a habit and 1 day to break it. Sooooo, for the next 21 days (starting tomorrow-ha ha ha) I will be establishing an exercise habit. Wish me luck and hopefully I can beat Pavlov at his own game.