...is to try not to plan so hard. I'm not good at going with the flow. Sure, there's something to be said for being organized. But it shouldn't be at the expensive of having flexibility.
I'm sure for me it's mostly to combat my health issues. I have so little control over them, I look for that sense of security in other ways. But nothing goes according to plan!
I keep trying to plan what my weight will do. It never works. I've gained back some. And I did nothing to "earn" it. So I find myself trying to figure out how to get it off. Well, that never works. The fact is, there's something fundamentally wrong with my metabolism.
I can eat healthy, and should. I can exercise, as best I can, and should. But I can't control the outcome. That's what I need to accept and try to appreciate what gains I do make.
So, my plan is to try not to plan so much. It's difficult with food right now. Mark's not really available (with work and everything else he has to do to keep all the balls in the air while I recover) to cook a strict no carb diet for me. And when a friend bakes me a banana bread, I really don't want to not have any. Not right now.
So maybe doing my best can be enough.
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