I‘m staring at the calendar and I can’t believe that we are just a few days away from May. MAY!! How did this happen? I swear it was just yesterday that I was freezing my tuckus off in Minnesota to celebrate Christmas. Now it’s almost May … what have I accomplished?
I started with the simple (so not true) goal of getting healthy. I wanted to eat better and start moving my body. And it has been both a win and a loss. I have definitely made some improvements, which makes me proud and happy, but I’ve slipped a bit these past few weeks, which makes me sad.
You know the routine. You get busy. So you snack (or is this just me?) and don’t pay as much attention to what you put into your body. Pringles are on sale for $1.25, so you buy a can while congratulating yourself for being so darn thrifty. They taste so yummy and feel so temporarily good until you realize that you ate the whole damn container in an afternoon. Crap!!
The good news is that I haven’t regained any weight. This probably only happened because I had a nasty cold, so there were a couple weeks where I wasn’t eating too much either, which made up for the all the junk I did eat. So …. yeah, cold?!?!
But I’m not going to beat myself up. I’m not going to play the victim. I’m not going to give-up. Nope. I’m just going to dust myself off and try again. I am a survivor.
I knew when I set this goal that it wouldn’t be a piece of cake (I’d love a piece of chocolate cake right now. Why can’t celery taste as delicious?) and that I would slip up. In fact, I anticipated slipping up lots and lots and LOTS of times given my love of food and history of failed diets. Normally, I would use those slip-ups as another excuse to quit while patting myself on the back for at least attempting to get healthy.
I am no longer willing to lie to myself.
I will slip up. Some days I will eat the whole container of Pringles. But I also won’t quit when that happens nor make excuses and try to justify my mistake. Accept and move on. Rinse and repeat. Life isn’t one constant victory (I wish) and we can decide whether to quit or keep going when we make mistakes. The last song I played on my radio show in college was “I Will Survive” by Gloria Gaynor. And it’s true. I am survivor. I don’t quit.
I choose to survive and thrive.