For the past few weeks, there's a feeling of dread, of failure, of self-pity.
I kept telling myself that I needed to get in the right mindset.
That I needed to fix this.
That I need to do something.
It's a shame cause Fitbloggin isn't the place for those emotions. In fact, I've always felt that Fitbloggin was the once place I could be myself, any shape, any size, and every one loved me for it.
And I'm not sure when and where it happened... and I'm not sure how... (perhaps my good friend Emily losing some weight and inspiring me that it's possible) but something snapped me back into the right frame of mind. Determination returned. And a new sense of perseverance.
and one of my favorite quotes came to my mind:
I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.I am a wild thing.
D. H. Lawrence
It's time for some tough love and some brutal reality.
There's been too many "cheat" days.
Not enough saying "no."
Too little exercise.
Too much wishing and crying about "weight loss" to happen and not enough doing.
The buck stops here. Fitbloggin is 3 weeks away and that means time to get down to business (to defeat the Huns... heh.)
I won't go into my methods, I won't put down my plan on my blog or elsewhere, if you want to know. Ask.
(I've had too many opinions thrown around of what I should and shouldn't be doing... I'm going to do what works for me. In the fitness and health world there's a lot of "experts.")
In writing this post I discovered that in June 2012 I wrote about this exact same quote. Coincidence, probably. Meaningful, definitely.
From June 2012 post:
Feeling "sorry" for myself isn't something that really even pertains to me.Visualizing my commitment.
I'm in control. I have the choices, I make the decisions.
I am "a wild thing." I should start acting like one.
Visualizing my motivation.
I am a wild thing.