The book, for those who are interested, is about Intermittent fasting. Do note that if you see me in the next few days and I appear a bit crabby, please bear with me, I am just adjusting to the lack of comfort carbs.
Thank you for the comfort but it’s time to move on now. One way or the other, the comfort carbs days have come to an end. I am still working on the mental trick to cut down on carbs but I am not too stressed about it. My wallet will be happy with a lower grocery bill and my body will be happy because it won’t constantly have to work on digesting food. I ate to live and i did not live to eat and I was happy so it will not kill me not to snack. I at when I was hungry and that was that. If i think back to my thin days, I didn’t snack as a general rule. Mental switch officially done and dusted. This evening I reached for the milk in the fridge and felt nauseous at the thought of adding it to my coffee.
I do it when I am bored or need to think.īlack coffee has been overcome! I had my first cup yesterday and actually enjoyed it.
There are three obstacles that I need to overcome to make this work. Not today! So it’s day 2 of this new journey and new reality. I heard and felt that click while reading that book so I am done with this weight and this diabetes that tried to take up residence in my body. There are a few other examples I can think of but I’m sure you get the point. I haven’t picked up a cigarette in 6 years and 11 months. I was not wasting another blue dime on cigarettes, I picked up the book on giving up smoking from my book shelf (I had purchased it about a month earlier) and while I was reading it, click, click and click happened, and that was that. When I gave up smoking, I dragged my feet about it until one day, while watching the budget speech, I just decided this was it. I cried for days but once I stopped I was good to go again and never looked back. I did start questioning my decision after a few months but God quickly gave me a reality check and made sure that thought didn’t enter my head again. It was very minor but that “click” kicked in and that was that I walked away. Then one day, he did something that made me realise that it was time to let go. We knew we couldn’t give each other what the other wanted but we were not prepared to let go. We were in 2 different places in our lives and, quite frankly, we were just very immature at the time. In my early 20’s, I had a 5 year on again/off again relationship with a guy that I adored. You probably think I am talking a load of bull but I have experienced that “click” every time I have made a major decision in my life, especially when it is one that I have been avoiding accepting because I am scared of the new reality it will bring. While I am reading it, everything just clicks into place and I know, I just know, that this time I will succeed. So what did God do, He sends me an angel in the form of Kerry, to direct me to a book and offer to go on the journey with me. As per my last blog post, I was not happy about the idea of losing weight as it is a lifestyle change that I didn’t want to make but I knew it had to be done. I had the sense that it has to be now or I will live to regret it. The next day I go to the doctor as my prescription needs a refill and I walk away with the distinct feeling that I must lose the weight that the doctor has been nagging me about now. I created one for my phone about a month a go but I still felt like I needed a proper board up in my room so finally it is done. I have been attempting to put one together for the past two years. I wrote down my goals, my words for the year (“intentional” being one of them) and I started looking for images for my vision board. On New Years day I suddenly found myself with alone time on my hands so I started working in a new journal that I had purchased. So I made the decision to start acting intentionally and it blows my mind how quickly the universe comes to the party. I react and I definitely don’t act intentionally.Ĭlearly this needs to change. I tell myself it is but, hello, I haven’t exactly come anywhere close to achieving them so clearly my actions are not. I just fall into things and never actually question if the action I find myself taking is really getting me any closer to my end goal. I have a tendency to say I want to do certain things and even have a “why” as motivation yet, I never intentionally act on those desires. After much assessment of where I am and where I want to be, I came to realise that I don’t really live a very intentional life.
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