I was sitting down yesterday afternoon trying to relax, and having a hard time getting comfortable because of all the body aches and pains that have become a part of my daily life. The thought occurred to me “When was the last time I actually felt good?” I couldn’t actually remember…
I spent some time thinking about the last few weeks: the increased intensity of my workouts, the lack of progress weight loss-wise and the frustration that is causing. Couple that with the constant physical discomfort and it all starts to become too much. As I sat there thinking about things I remembered something and it shed a whole new light on what’s been going on lately.
The thing that I remembered is this: 70% of all weight loss is directly related to diet. Exercise is a necessary component for good health, but it is never the prime factor in weight loss. As I began to consider this, and to look at my actions over the last 6 weeks I had a revelation. I am spending all of my energy thinking about and trying to up the intensity of my workouts specifically so that I won’t have to focus on my diet. The changes I am after come directly from diet, and I am doing everything I can to put my focus ANYWHERE but there. That’s some addict thinking for you.
So now that I have realized this, what action do I take? The first order of business is to slow down on my workout schedule until I feel at least passably good some of the time. I will continue to do Pilates and Primal 7, but maybe I shouldn’t do a second workout on those days… ya think?
I am also going to throw EVERYTHING I think I know about diet out the window and start over. I made an appointment with the nutritionist at my doctor’s office and I will see what she has to say about what and when I should be eating. In the meantime I am pulling in the reins on the eating that I have been doing that I KNOW is inappropriate. Second helpings, late night snacks… everything that happens after I get home from work. All of the physical discomfort I have experienced the last few weeks has really exacerbated my inability to eat the right amounts at the right times, and the evening is when it’s at its worst.
I am also upping my meditation time each day. A calm heart and a still mind are powerful tools in this fight, at least they are for me. Everything has to be on the table. I can’t afford to be protective of ANY idea or action if I want to find real freedom from the compulsion to eat. If I do my part, I’m sure the rest will take care of itself. Eventually I will get to my goal, but if I don’t find freedom along the way, what good is it?