I don’t know what my problem is. I’ve been struggling to get (and keep) my diet on track. I need to push myself exercise-wise. I need to get so mad at myself that not doing well isn’t an option.
My reasoning behind this comes from The Biggest Loser. I know there are cons to the show, but I don’t want to debate that right now. For the most part, I think the show is incredibly inspiring and I enjoy watching it every week. One thing I’ve picked up on this season is how the trainers want the contestants to get mad. Get so mad that they beat on the punching bag, run faster, and do whatever it takes to get the anger out.
I’ve been thinking about this a lot. I am mad at myself for letting myself go. I am mad that I gained all the weight (plus a bunch more) that I worked so hard to lose. I am mad that I can no longer walk on the treadmill at a pace of 4.5 mph. I am mad that I am a far cry from fitting into those size 12 pants that felt so good to put on.
I need to start pushing myself out of my comfort zone. I need to get back to taking the stairs at work. I need to exercise harder. I need to exercise longer. I need to get outside for a walk when I can, even if it’s cold out.
Life has gotten in the way over the past 8 years. But I don’t need to let it get in the way anymore. I CAN do this. I can do anything if I really want to.
I want this. It’s time to get serious. It’s time to get mad.