Today was weigh in day. I really hate weigh in day.
I got on the scale, and the little bastard told me I'd gained 3lbs this week.
How that is even possible....I have no idea.
I let it get to me, and threw some things around a bit....no just kidding.
But I did tell Mr. Creative 'I give up! I'm just going to go back to eating cheese burgers. At least then when I gain weight, I'll know why'
He patted me on the head and told me not to fret as he does when I freak out.
After I had my coffee I calmed down a bit. I may not have lost weight this week, but do you know what I did gain? 7 minutes on my bike ride.
What has been taking me 20 minutes to complete, only took me 12 minutes yesterday. That's a huge deal and I should be celebrating that, not being angry because a stupid little box of technology says I didn't make any progress. I asked myself. What journey am I on? Of coarse I want to get this extra weight off, but longterm, it's to be healthy and in shape again. It's to be back where I was before this thyroid hell took over my life.
So after I finished up working this afternoon, I planned out a new riding path.
I loaded the bike up, drove over to a path and rode for just about 5 miles.
If only I can remember this moment.
If we can somehow remind ourselves, that THAT is what we should do when we feel defeated (in any aspect of our lives) to get up, and go harder, we'll be stronger for it.
So when I asked myself what journey I was on...that was the answer I gave myself.
So what journey are you on?