PNP...Ups and Downs...It's All Part of the Fitness Game
This week we are going to celebrate our members from our latest winner of the Blast the Fat Challenge to a new thing we call Gallery Girls. I love featuring my girls and their successes. It gives us pride, hope, and through their own successes and struggles we all learn how to fight the good fight with losing weight.
Today I want to talk about someone who has had a tough time. It's hard to lose weight and do this. If anyone ever tells you it's "easy" they are lying. Now, HOW to lose weight is easy but DOING it is another story. I know what to do and be successful, but often I let silly things get in my way of implementing what I know.
I asked my client if I could post her own journal today. I think she said in this post a lot of what many of us feel when we fall off the wagon. We hide from our accountability team (cough, cough your PNP journal), we quit weighing in and measuring, we stop journaling, and we conveniently just go through our daily life not bettering ourself but hiding from what we want. I hope you enjoy her insights and consider joining her in making the choice to just quit BS'ing herself and get busy.
BTW...we're all here for you and like I said in your journal, you show up and we will too. :)
I got on the scale today, as I do every Monday morning, and I didn’t like the number I saw. I’ve gained 4.5 pounds in the last 3-4 weeks. 
I’m not happy about it. I’m not happy that I’ve let the stress of work, the drama of life, the anticipation of my 30th birthday and everything else get in the way of being a healthier me. And, to make matters worse, I have only 8 weeks until I go to Vegas, and I’m just not where I wanted to be at this point. So, when I got off that scale this morning, I had a talk with myself, and decided that I’m going to have to change my attitude, quit faking it, and start making things happen.
I’ve got 8 weeks, and it starts today.
I’ve gotten out my WW journal, dusted the thick dust off *cough, cough* and I’ve already pre-journaled my day.
I’m committing to 4 cardio workouts and 2 full-body ST workouts per week for 8 weeks—and beyond.
I don’t care how many inches or how many pounds I lose, because what matters is that I need to lead a healthy lifestyle, and quit making lame excuses for myself.
I’ve gone back to read my application to PNP, and some of my favorite journal entries, blogs that Corinne has written, etc. I’ve said before that I have not been holding up my end of the deal, and I can’t say I’ve made any progress to that end. I have not come to the forums because I’m embarrassed, and the accountability that I so desperately need is waiting for me—I’ve just chosen to have more pride than humility. That’s gone. I’m humbled by the number on that scale this morning, because even though it’s only 4 pounds, it’s a place I told myself I wouldn’t go again…and here I am.
One of the best things that Corinne has ever said to me is when I feel like everything is out of control around me, *I* have the ability to keep control over what goes into my mouth. No one shoves cookies in my pothole. No one forces me to drive through McDonalds on the way to work. And no one holds me down and pours soda down my throat. Those are decisions that I’ve made, and instead of making excuses, I have to own it, then move forward. I don’t want to hear myself saying, “but I’m so stressed out, I just HAD to eat a burger and fries.” I need to remind myself that eating those foods daily will also get me side orders of diabetes, heart disease and early death. Over and over I’ve said I want to be an active Mommy. I want to play and run and enjoy time with my son. I want to see him grow up, and graduate and get married and have babies of his own. I’m done with excuses, and I’m going to have to be present on the PNP forums in order to get a little tough love for when I make them.
I don’t want to make a big, stupid declaration that I’m changing my ways as of today, because I always seem to shoot myself in the foot when I do that. Psychological warfare—I play it with myself ALL THE TIME. All I know is TODAY I’ve planned a good day, and I have every intention of continuing with a healthy lifestyle forever. I’ll fail, I’ll eat a burger here and there—that’s just me being realistic. But I’m committed to living as long as I can, and I need to quit wasting the opportunity that so many others don’t have here at PNP.
PLEASE, if you’re a reader of my journal, would you please call me on my BS excuses and hold me accountable to this lifestyle? I need support right this second. And as much as I HATE asking for help—I really, really need to be accountable to something right now, because that is how I succeeded before.
Journal, exercise, and be accountable to my friends at PNP. This is my plan of action. I’m starting today.
Honey, you asked for it. PNP Girls, here's a link to her journal and feel free to go in there and give her hug and a shove!