Dinner last night was great noms, weekday tired notalottatime get er done kinda deal. but get into a nice rhythm and its easy to be good.
salad, just iceburg, slices of cucumber whole sliced avocado, so far 100% low carb action. but I also got a tomato, most of it went to the non-dieters but i put like 4 chucks on my salad too, all about feeling satisfied without going overboard.
the only thing i'm skipping that i used to like is croutons, love the crunch, cucumber slathered in ranch comes close enough.
side of that i had 3 johnsonville brats that were leftover from the night before. [pikchur comin soon]
each day you have to imagine, what if i always ate like this, what if I was still doing this exercise or eating this way 10 years from now, if you can't imagine 'hanging on that long' you're doing it wrong, maybe you wont have to but when you are pulling against yourself hard enough that you feel that way you set yourself up for failure, this aint so bad is the mantra.
parallel to that is losing say 2lbs in 6 weeks where you were losing 10 or 12 before, that aint so bad has to go along with that. sure you want to get there sooner, just not at the cost of never getting there, 2 years from now do you want to be vibrant and fit and fast and FUN? if you quit that wont happen, if you stay on that horse however slow, you will get there.
the other thing is that there's this goal in mind, and goals are good but they have a sneaky way of making us not really appreciate the journey or even the great destinations along the way.
good example, little guy likes to go down to the yearly local '....fest' used to be we'd drop him and his big brother off cruise around and fetch them when they were out of steam and money. last year we moved to where its only a couple miles away which is nice but at some point his big bro finally flew the nest off to chart his own course elsewhere. so this year little guy is digging for who can take him, everyone is busy or cant be reached or..... and he starts getting really sad and upset til I say to him, I don't know exactly about the timing and the parade and whatnot but i'm sure that at some point this weekend i can take you. but dad? your back, your knees, your feet? not a problem anymore kid, i'm good.
we were out walking around for at least 4 hours, 5miles, up and down hills, standing, going on rides, something i could not have done a year ago. I'm not 'there' i'm not fit, i'm still 'really fat' but so what, my kid just got a huge amount of 'dad' added back to his life.
that there's gold kids.
happy living!
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