Yesterday I thought, "I need to rethink my strategy. As in, I should have one." What brought on this deep and self-searching thought? It was a combination of increased exercise and increased "nourishment." My physical strategy is the one I had in mind.
I mentioned the new elliptical earlier. Since I have been ellipticizing, I have not seen the results I had anticipated. But I think I know why. I eat TOO MUCH food.
And though I have known this for years, I have relearned it this month. When one increases activity, one must not increase food intake if one really wants to see change.
I identified some things that are most likely to be cramping my progress.
1. Cookies I make "for Eric."
2. Snacks with Lu three times a day.
3. Pasta primavera: around this heavenliness, I have no self control.
So, I had just about decided to omit sugar from my diet...and stop snacking...and work on portion control, when I decided to go get the mail. In the mailbox sat a package and I read that it was from my sister-in-law. When we returned to the couch, I opened it to find that Maria had sent some birthday cookies. For the second time that day, I had a thought, "I can't not eat HAPPY BIRTHDAY COOKIES!!! What a sweetheart to send me a package for my birthday. I will be grateful for her efforts by eating them all up! No cookie left behind!" And I set to eating them. And they were yummy. And my plans were foiled.
I am not blaming Maria for this slump. THAT would be immature.
I'll just start again...today.
And though I have known this for years, I have relearned it this month. When one increases activity, one must not increase food intake if one really wants to see change.
I identified some things that are most likely to be cramping my progress.
1. Cookies I make "for Eric."
2. Snacks with Lu three times a day.
3. Pasta primavera: around this heavenliness, I have no self control.
So, I had just about decided to omit sugar from my diet...and stop snacking...and work on portion control, when I decided to go get the mail. In the mailbox sat a package and I read that it was from my sister-in-law. When we returned to the couch, I opened it to find that Maria had sent some birthday cookies. For the second time that day, I had a thought, "I can't not eat HAPPY BIRTHDAY COOKIES!!! What a sweetheart to send me a package for my birthday. I will be grateful for her efforts by eating them all up! No cookie left behind!" And I set to eating them. And they were yummy. And my plans were foiled.
I am not blaming Maria for this slump. THAT would be immature.
I'll just start again...today.
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