Wait, did I say the goal was to lose 10 pounds? What was I thinking?
Actually, things are going well on the fitness front. I feel like I’m increasing my strength and muscle mass, which must be, definitely be, the reason why I’m not losing weight at a high rate.
Four weeks ago, I said set out a goal to get to 155 pounds by August. I wanted to lose the relationship weight I had gained over the past two years, and at the time I figured a simple target weight would be appropriate for my goals.
We’re only human, aren’t we? Sometimes, we’ll look back at the things we’ve said and the goals we want accomplished and realize that our perspectives change and evolve.
I know, it really sounds like I’m pussying out right now.
But let me finish. After four weeks – three serious weeks, really – I feel considerably better. I’m exercising more diligently and I’m approaching my diet with greater discipline.
By the way, I stepped on the scale this morning at clocked in at 159 pounds, so I am losing weight, motherfucker.
Today’s world is pretty much devoid of patience.
Does anyone know how to wait for things they want? Clearly, not many of us.
I have friends that will text a girl only to check their phones five, six times within a span of ten minutes, checking to see if she’s texted them back.
When we finish a season of Game of Thrones, we are full of indignant rage because we have to wait a year to find out what happens next (I think his eyes turned purple).
Which brings me to weight loss and fitness. If we’ve unlocked the technology to watch every episode of every TV show ever made, then how come there isn’t a magic pill that gets us ripped within a week’s time?
Where would the fun in that be?
Yes, there have been days when I didn’t want to work out, and there have been moments along the way when I wanted to go total #carblife, but overall I’m having an enjoyable experience. Not only do I feel better physically, I feel much better mentally. I am learning about the joys of a gradual crescendo.
Be diligent, persistent, and wait for the rewards to come in time. This can really be applied to almost anything in our lives.
Hopefully I won’t fall off the wagon, especially after talking all this shit. But this chocolate and peanut butter cake that Emily baked the other day that’s sitting in our fridge is really fucking with me.