Stress can be a real buzz kill. For me, when I am stressed it really impacts my ability to make sound choices. The past few weeks have been a good reminder that we are never bullet proof. No matter how much I have learned through my journey I will have moments where I fail to make the right choices. However, over time I have gained the ability to recognize those moments, get control of it and utilize the tools I have acquired before I completely deconstruct. Shit happens. Life can suck at times. There will always be stress in our lives at some point, but how we respond makes the difference. Truth is, in the past couple weeks I haven’t always made the right choices but it’s how I choose to move past it that defines my success. I could say “fuck it, this week is already a write off” or I can sit down and journal about how I am feeling. I can revisit why I set goals for myself, what I value the most and given all of that, what do I need to do to get back at it!
So here I am revisiting my goals to get to that finish line… What finish line look like for me?
Well, until I started to “shit the bed” a week or so ago I was really close to my goal weight. So now it’s time for me to remember why I set that goal. I set that goal because I want to get myself to an optimal weight before I transition into maintenance because with maintenance comes a slight increase in my weight. Although I am happy with the way I look right now, that extra drop will help me level off at a place I can be happy – or at least that is the goal. And the fact is, I am tired of being in a cut, I want to learn how to successfully maintain and just get on with life. My bigger goal is to have all this sorted out by the summer so I can live a life that is less focused on numbers and more just using satiety to guide my eating. I am actually pretty good at recognizing real hunger and eating less around a schedule and more when I am actually hungry or at least I was until stress creeped in. So how I hold no resentment to myself for the past couple weeks, I am human, and I have come a long way – there is no looking back, I can only move forward. I still look good, it’s just a numbers game from here on in. But cutting gets harder the closer you get to your goal because making sacrifices get harder the happier, we become with ourselves. So, the motivation for me at this point is to get to that finish line by reminding myself where the this all started and how far I have come. This last little thing I need to do it nothing compared to what I have already accomplished.