I set a goal that I would walk 1 mile* every day in January.
I was inspired by something I once read that was attributed to Jerry Seinfeld (although for all I know, it's not original with him.)
Basically, it all about creating an unbroken string of Xs.
Pick a goal, and then just do it.
It's all about creating a chain - and then not breaking it.
You can read more about it here...
I did it.
Some days I did it willingly. Some days, not so much.
And some days? I hated ever single step of the 2,000 steps that I had to take to get it done.
Now that I see a whole month of Xs?
I'm feeling pretty happy about it.
It was all about getting up, and out, and moving. Getting me closer to that goal of "losing weight and keeping it off..."
On that front, for the month of January I've lost 5 pounds.
In the old days, that news might have really upset me.
That's because in the old days, I could drop that in a week, pretty easily.
Not so much anymore. Pushing 40 is rough!
These days, I'm actually OK with the slowness of it. (which is like meeting both of my goals for the year!)
In the past, it's been about taking weight off as quickly as I can - and really depriving myself in the process.
And no surprise, the weight has always come back.
This time around, I'll be honest... I'm still pretty much eating whatever I want.
The key is that I'm not eating whatever I want every time I want it. And I'm not eating as much of it as I want.
Moderation - what a concept...
This time around, I'm pacing myself to be the tortoise, not the hare.
(Besides, if I drop 20 pounds quickly, then that's just that much longer that I have to maintain it. Which I think is the hard part...)
Hey - if I only lose 1.6 pounds a month, then I'll meet my goal of 20 pounds off *and* maintained at the year's end.
Maybe I need to go even more slowly...
*And just so you know, I do realize what a ridonkulously tiny goal this was. But one of the things that I do like about me (not a phrase you see bandied about often here at BFC) is that if I set myself a stupidly tiny goal, not only will I meet it, but I often feel stupid at how attainable it was, and I force myself to keep going. Most days I walked 2 miles or more. But on those days when it was 19°, or when it was raining? I was so glad that all I had to do was a mile...