So – its been a bit since my first post. I got stuck again. Yup. Stuck. My Comfort Zone has been chiming
in – “Who do I think I am writing about weight loss and health and happiness while
being the poster child for all the opposite things”. In
fact, this week I have been bogged down in all areas of my life, getting the
housework done has been a challenge, getting off my butt to walk the dog,
making phone calls that needed to be made.... just about anything I needed to
do this week has been really tough and in many cases I just avoided the tasks I
needed to do and did.... nothing.
Netflix has been my regular companion.
Then, it happened.
Last night, we went to a summer
charity hockey game at our local arena as a family. I was pretty pumped. In my late teens and twenties I was a hockey
fan. I watched it on t.v. and I went to
local games pretty regularly. Then I met
my non-hockey fan husband . So I got
fixed up with a little bit more effort then I normally put in for a night on
the town with my loves. We climbed to our
seats and I go to sit and ..... MAN! Was it a tight fit. I was jammed in there real good. It was uncomfortable. I was embarrassed but
what was worse.... the look on my husband’s face that he was trying to hide
from me. It was a cross between disgust
and disappointment and it was fleeting but I saw it, recognized it and pretended
it didn’t happen so we could all have fun but it has haunted me since. My heart has been heavy. I know I need to take action, I have been
avoiding action. So today I called a
personal trainer. I meet with her... or
him next Thursday. Six days from now,
and I am already terrified. But that was step 1. Its an action. If I keep taking action each day and keep
moving forward I will get there eventually.
I just need to remind myself of this regularly.
>Do
a minimum of one thing each day to move myself forward in this journey. <
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