This past week I have been struggling with mind games again. The mental challenges of losing lots of weight, being more physically active than I have ever been in my life, and the change that goes along with it are sometimes a challenge. I get to a point like I did about a week and a half ago (100 lbs off on exactly that day) and start to question if I can really make it to my goal. That along with increased stress at work have contributed to a slight set back and gain this week. I will conquer this, however.
I have written about support systems before. These are really a key ingredient to success. Yes, I have to do the work and I have to be committed to change and continuing to monitor what I eat and what I do. BUT, without support it is really next to impossible. I know this from past experience. I believe that this time I have the right support systems in place. They come from all aspects of my life – family, friends, co-workers, complete strangers. My coach/trainer and doctors have been vital in this process. I don’t have to tell you that if you have read any of this blog.
Back on track
The past week was just hectic. My schedule was crazy and I had too many meals on the run without thought beforehand. Planning is very important to my process. I often plan an entire week of meals in advance. It takes time and it does not always work out perfectly, but it keeps me thinking about what I am doing or going to do. I did not do that last week. Tonight I am going to plan. Especially at this time of year I have to fit in extra meetings, orientations, lunches, meet and greets, etc. This is the beginning of my year since I still live on an academic calendar. I have learned that I really don’t have to eat at all of these events because no one really cares. (Now I have set myself up for the week ahead. Oh well.)
I do have to stop and realize how far I have come and what I have done in the past year and a few months. Even though I was not thrilled with my time yesterday, a year ago I was barely running at all and could really only sort of jog around the short end of the Rec Center track (8.5 laps = 1 mile). Yesterday I ran a mile before my leg tightened up too much to run and I have been running 3-4 miles at a time lately. I also was looking at the bibbs that are hanging on a clip on my refrigerator:
I asked Sam yesterday if he would have imagined that we would be going to a triathlon a year ago. He said yes and I believe him. He sees that I am capable of more than I often do. I’m grateful for that support.
A new week
It’s a new week and I am back on track. Things are going to be fine and I will reach my goal. I will try to quit fretting (but that is not always easy) and just enjoy the process of getting there.