Getting over the "meh" hump
Last night, a couple of friends and myself got into a discussion about prioritizing fitness decisions against a daily “must do” list. Living a non-scheduled life can be pretty hectic and trying to fit in exercise can seem daunting when you only get two to four hours of sleep a night. But, it is important to me. Well, sort of.
Despite the DJ Tanner allegations, I’m actually hitting a fairly big “I don’t care” wall. Part of the reason – I know that there’s no way in hell am I going to win this thing. Well, unless I pick up an eating disorder from now til then.
But the other reason, I’m happy. . . and busy. I like how my clothes fit me now (actually, I’ve had to get rid of a lot of clothes or stop wearing some since I can’t fit in them anymore), and I really don’t want to be any smaller.
I already don’t have a butt, so shrinkage will put me in the Eva Longoria category, and I don’t have the money to afford butt pads.
So mentally, I’ve hit a very strange maintenance mode. I don’t work out that much more than usual, and I eat what I want. Yes, I went to two restaurants this week for Austin Restaurant Week. And, YES, I had dessert both times.
I even ate bread..carbs…
The competition is a great idea and motivator. Wouldn’t have reached my current weight without it, but I’m also not crazy enough to sacrifice things I enjoy just to win. I’m not even worried about the bikini shot anymore. Meh.
So, now the struggle is to find another motivator to keep me moving.
Any ideas?
