My vice is food.
Duh, right? It's true. Different people struggle with different things in their lives, but I just can't seem to get down to business and lose weight. I mean, it's not hard at all for some people: get moving, eat less, and bing-bang-boom! The weight comes off. That's all it boils down to. But for those of us who struggle with this, it's so much more than that. Food overpowers us every single day. Decisions on what to eat, how much to eat, and what to avoid are overwhelming. And the guilt factor....oh, let's not even go there.
I take two steps forward and one step back. Which, if you do the math, is still a net movement forward. That's still progress, I suppose. But I need to stop taking the step backward, and perhaps I'll get to where I need to be that much sooner! It's frustrating.
My problem is, I've been all cavalier about the holidays. Thought I could resist every temptation put in front of me, because I'm so much better than food. Thought I could start off my birthday celebrations this month with one measly bite of cake. Thought I could tsk-tsk other people at holiday parties while they stuffed their faces with sweets. Thought I could avoid licking the baking spoon, laden with delicious batter. Whatever! I have failed miserably.
The redeeming thing about all of this, is that I am nowhere close to my bad habits of last year. It just feels like I'm rowing the boat in the wrong direction right now.
So, before I get sucked any deeper into this ridiculous holiday quicksand, I am turning this ship around immediately. The scale was not kind to me this morning. So, I'll respect its honesty (because it's down to my own actions after all), and will try to please it by the end of the week.
It'll be an uphill battle, folks: we're in the crux of holiday season. But if you want something badly enough, you'll find a way to do it. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to make an appointment to spin some calories off tonight.