Comparing
Oh boy, it finally dawned on me how much I’ve been comparing myself to others. No wonder why I’m depressed about my body. I will never be the 10% body fat girl. Nor do I want to be! So why do I feel so darn fat when I’m around my workout buddy? Do I not kick her butt and make her work super hard? Do I not keep up with her on the cardio?
Yes, I do need to lose quit a few pounds. But I am not committed to eating right. So that is just not going to happen is it? DUH! When the time comes and I confront my poor eating and actually move to do something about it, then it will be the right time. I am tempted to make it a New Year’s resolution, even though I hate resolutions.
I do look good. I have a lot of muscle on. My legs are stellar looking. Yes, there is extra fat on too many areas. If 20 pounds came off I’d be in
heaven. But obviously that is not going to happen at this point in time. I will keep on working out hard and impressing myself with how hard I can hit
it. I will focus on adding more vegetables back in. I can’t believe how much those have fallen out of many meals. Dinner we rarely go without a veggie or salad, but the rest of the meals are lacking. Oh and my sporadic eating is not good either. I need to set up some kind of schedule in Jan.
I have to focus on how good I do look, not all the areas I don’t like.