Okay Moms or maybe the stay at home dad, you might relate to this one. I have had a crushing headache along with shooting ear pain and a come and go mild fever for days. Yesterday, I sat hunched over with chills, holding my head, and decided it was enough. Time to see if I could get some relief. Took myself to the instacare. Doc said everything looks fine. I wanted to yell at him to look at my brain! But yelling would have made my headache worse. So I drove home in tears. I made the kids some dinner then layed down for a few hours. MISTAKE... I know moms its tempting to take care of yourself once in a while, but don't do it. You will pay for it.
So this morning I pulled myself out of bed. Ear still hurting (no infection). Headache a little better (little prayer of Thanks) and started getting my kids ready. Then I came to the realization that not one of them did their homework while I was "taking care of myself". Not one of them. Two of my kids are leaving for a trip tomorrow. Not only did they not do their homework due today, they didn't do any of the work they needed to turn in early. Today my house is a mess, I have loads of laundry to do, I have a kid doctor appointment, dance, school early out, kids homework, pack the boys, etc etc. What I would like to do is go to bed. I know some of you out there are saying it... push through it like always, make it happen, you can do it. I know, I will. I learned my lesson. If you are saying "you signed up for it". Yes, I did, but it doesn't mean I always love it.
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Had one of those reality checks in the middle of a WW meeting.
Had one of those reality checks in the middle of a WW meeting. Sitting there, not so happy that this week I only lost .2 lbs. Irritated that my little sis is a life timer and wanting to lose more. I sat there thinking about why she is able to do it. It seems so easy for her, and she looks fantastic. Discipline.
Blob. That's what I feel, look, and act like.
I had a rocky start in higher education. It took me until my Jr. year in college for things to click. I eventually mastered discipline with my studies. I achieved goals I never would have set for myself before then. So why is this stupid vice so stinking hard to get a hold of? I can tell you what is good for my body and what isn't. I can recite healthy tips out my you know what, but talking about it and dong it are two very different things. I can BS with the best of em. Sorry for the expletive but lets call a spade a spade.
So self discipline is discordant for me. While I have been able to achieve it in one aspect of my life, it really is a principle I struggle with. I would classify myself in the non-conforming category. This may seem an unlikely choice for those who know that I am LDS and live a very disciplined religious lifestyle. So maybe within those guidelines, I challenge myself to think broadly.
I remember as a little girl wanting to conform to what was popular or in style. There was that thing inside that pulled all the time to be a little different. I grew up in the 80's with pop music and big hair. All the girls wore pumps to school. We dressed up for school. I however, really loved Converse shoes. Back then they only made them for boys/men. So I figured out my size in boys, and wore them anyway. I still had big hair, tight jeans, shrugs with shoulder pads, I just eliminated the pumps and went with the converse. All white, converse. What I didn't know was that struggle to conform then would be a lifelong struggle in many aspects of my life.
Weight loss is all about self discipline. In order to lose weight you must conform your habits to whatever your chosen plan is. Without a plan it will not work. Making the plan is easy. Conforming your life, your every action, to that plan is difficult. I hate it. I hate every aspect of it. But I want to look, feel, and act differently than I do now. I'm hoping the reality check I had in my WW meeting today will help me realize that sometimes conforming to the outlined program will indeed get me to my goal. I have to trust it. More importantly I have to live it. ugh
Blob. That's what I feel, look, and act like.
I had a rocky start in higher education. It took me until my Jr. year in college for things to click. I eventually mastered discipline with my studies. I achieved goals I never would have set for myself before then. So why is this stupid vice so stinking hard to get a hold of? I can tell you what is good for my body and what isn't. I can recite healthy tips out my you know what, but talking about it and dong it are two very different things. I can BS with the best of em. Sorry for the expletive but lets call a spade a spade.
So self discipline is discordant for me. While I have been able to achieve it in one aspect of my life, it really is a principle I struggle with. I would classify myself in the non-conforming category. This may seem an unlikely choice for those who know that I am LDS and live a very disciplined religious lifestyle. So maybe within those guidelines, I challenge myself to think broadly.
I remember as a little girl wanting to conform to what was popular or in style. There was that thing inside that pulled all the time to be a little different. I grew up in the 80's with pop music and big hair. All the girls wore pumps to school. We dressed up for school. I however, really loved Converse shoes. Back then they only made them for boys/men. So I figured out my size in boys, and wore them anyway. I still had big hair, tight jeans, shrugs with shoulder pads, I just eliminated the pumps and went with the converse. All white, converse. What I didn't know was that struggle to conform then would be a lifelong struggle in many aspects of my life.
Weight loss is all about self discipline. In order to lose weight you must conform your habits to whatever your chosen plan is. Without a plan it will not work. Making the plan is easy. Conforming your life, your every action, to that plan is difficult. I hate it. I hate every aspect of it. But I want to look, feel, and act differently than I do now. I'm hoping the reality check I had in my WW meeting today will help me realize that sometimes conforming to the outlined program will indeed get me to my goal. I have to trust it. More importantly I have to live it. ugh
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