For starters, I am happy to say that I had my fourth weigh-in yesterday at the medical weight loss center I joined. Last week, I only lost 2 lbs, which really made me furious. I work very hard. I eat very specific foods, and though I don’t feel deprived, I do crave some awful things at times. Cheeseburgers, french fries, the usual heart attack material. I also attended two weddings (summer season just isn’t the same without them, is it?) and that put a serious hard core strain on keeping to my food regimen. But I did it. I didn’t cheat. I also didn’t go to the gym. And when I stood on the scale, it showed.
So when this week started, I decided I wasn’t going to take 2 lbs. This is a 12 week program. The first two weeks I lost 8 lbs. I couldn’t excuse myself for such poor results. So I hit the gym again. Not obsessively. Just pushing myself a little further than I did last time. I’ve been jogging, or attempting to, and I’m proud to say I’ve gotten my resistance up high enough to run at 4.5-5 speed on the treadmill. I get about a mile and change done. I get tired, so sometimes I walk in betweeen, but I never stop. 😀 I’m proud of that. And it pays off! I stood on the scale yesterday and saw that I went down another 4 lbs. PROGRESS!
That’s good news #1.
Good news #2 revolves around my WIP. I was having some serious doubts regarding the last few scenes I wrote. I’m a huge self-doubter. I question everything I do, everything my characters do. My OCD wants me to go back and make corrections until my eyes bleed. That’s how I manage to NEVER finish a story. So, I’ve decided I would fight that urge all I can. But fighting it meant that yesterday I did not write ONE word. I was so angry at myself for wanting to go back and change the scenes. They weren’t that awful, but for some strange reason I felt they didn’t fit anymore.
Because my fickle moods manage to get me in trouble, I ignored the ms all together and worked on Photoshop instead. A darling friend of mine let me rant about it a bit. We got into a great conversation about the characters, about the world, about characteristics. When it was all over and done with, I felt like I really did know what I was talking about. 😀 It’s nice not to be so lost.
And thank you to Amalia for helping me remember why I’m fit to tell this story. I owe you big honey. Let me know how I can repay you. *hugs*
So I’m working again. I’ve gotten about 1k done today and the scene that I was so ready to just throw in the trash yesterday doesn’t seem so hopeless anymore. It’s a good day. 🙂