This could well be my last column as I stepped on the scales today and they read 0kg. It seems that I have lost all of my weight now, although it may be the case the scales have broken.
This week we took the children to Gulliver’s Kingdom, a children’s theme park in the Peak District. The paths between rides are so unbelievably steep that it makes you wonder why anyone thought this was a good place for a theme park. But with the dieting mindset I saw these paths as perfect calorie burners.
My new dieting mindset has been under attack from my old mindset, the one responsible for keeping me fat. The war between them has been raging since I started the diet, but, armed with enthusiasm and hope, my new mindset was easily winning out, until recently.
I spotted a hot-donut stand at the park. I can take or leave chocolate, cakes aren’t really my thing, but deep-fried flour and egg covered in sugar is my weakness. A few weeks ago, with my dieting mindset, I would have maybe bought one or even walked past. I am ashamed to report I bought a bag of 4. I felt no guilt as I sat in the car, eating sweet donuts, in a perfect rapture.
These lapses have happened quite often in the last week, it seems my enthusiasm is starting wane and with it, my willpower. During my diet, my enthusiasm has been fuelled by people noticing my weight-loss and also being able to fit into smaller jeans shortly after starting the diet.
I’ve felt recently that the diet has become a burden. I understand the importance of it though so I’m not ready to give up just yet. Like a city banker, I really should start looking at the long-term gains rather than the buzz of the short-term fix.
I’m glad my scales are broken; I don’t think I would have liked the result of this week’s weigh in.
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