I promised myself I would blog whenever I came across something that worked in terms of pushing me forward to reach my goals. Well, I finally have something to blog about.
The past three/four months have been difficult. I've been putting in minimal effort to achieve my goals and, while I want to move forward, I wasn't putting forth the necessary effort to get where I wanted to be. The only thing I've been doing consistently since November has been to work out each Monday. I've missed some days for work and vacation but, I'd say I was about 80% consistent...a much higher percentage than any other time in my life likely.
Other than the working out, my food intake has ben sub par and I've been drinking a lot but I couldn't seem to pull myself out of it, until last week. The first three weeks of August I was on a work trip to New Orleans and then went home to Wisconsin for about two weeks. It was a nice long trip and I didn't realize how much I needed it. First, I think I've been so wrapped up in my head and day-to-day slump and I needed a change of pace to pull me out of it. To realize that there was more to the world then getting up, working, eating crap, drinking...repeat.
On my trip I ate and drank anything I wanted. I read in a book somewhere that you should do that because, eventually, you will get sick of it and crave healthy foods. I have to say, I didn't do what I read intentionally, I'd pretty much given up, but it worked in some weird way. Anyway, there was a lot of beer, burgers and fried food consumed over about three weeks. At one point I had to stop and think of when I last consumed a vegetable or ate something that wasn't brown. I am certainly not proud of this but, thankfully, it got me back on track.
When I got back to Montana I had a stomach ache that wouldn't go away, constant heartburn, didn't even want to look at alcohol and was pretty bloated as you can imagine. I just felt physically horrible. I knew that I needed to get back on track so I got to the farmers market, picked up some produce and started cooking.
It wasn't much but it was a start in the right direction. I started feeling better and wanted to continue to move down that same path. Since then, I've been cooking all my meals and packing them everyday for work, meeting with my dietitian, working out on Mondays again (and did Wednesday too!), drinking only one beer at a sitting and tracking food group intake. Now, obviously, I feel much better physically and emotionally.
So, in summary, what worked for me was getting out of my head, and the state, to get a fresh perspective. I also didn't pressure myself, which I do constantly, to lose weight. I let it come naturally. I hope I don't need to take a similar three week hiatus in the future, but at least I've learned and moved forward as a result.