I have spoken about my issues with weight once before and well this month I have literally worked my backside off yet not make sense? I know that image and weight shouldn’t be an issue and I’m not overweight I just cant get myself to look the way I want too (isn’t that everyone’s problem?) despite working out everyday eating sensible meal’s blah blah. And until last week it baffled me. Why hasn’t it started to disappear a little more readily? All I want is non wobbly thighs and that thing I called a waist.I know I had one many years ago. Seven to be exact. Surly that’s not to much to ask of myself..I have only had three children consecutively. My excuse for everything.
This month It feels as though I haven’t stopped. School and all the extra activities are in full swing, the shop has reopened, I have helped a girlfriend open a ‘pop up shop’ next to mine. Its been crazy fun. I have been able to workout for an hour everyday yet my curvous backside and granny arms still exist whilst not disappointed I kept going wondering what the hell was wrong…I have worked hard these last few weeks….surly its not the fact I will soon be 35? Stupid freaking aging… metabolism?…which only slows down .01% after the age of 30 years so there goes that excuse.
Then as I was sitting there watching the news alone eating a bowl of rice crackers (love them!!) it dawned on me…I was reward eating..duh. I actually said in my head as I sat down I have worked hard today I’m going to have a piece of brownie…and a couple of rice crackers (and we know its not just a couple…don’t we?) and thats okay but the exception is that most nights and if I’m honest most morning tea’s I say I have worked hard I will just have a brownie or a biscuit.
Que an ahhhh moment, a duh moment…a I feel slightly freaking stupid moment….
That moment was last week and guess what…a half kilo dropped..
So that’s it…instead of food..I’m going to reward myself with flowers..I love flowers. I can honestly say that if I stick to my self proclaimed promise my house will always be filled with flowers…
xxDeb
