When I started logging food 30 days ago, I didn’t know how long it would last. Like many who try to log food intake, I have a love/hate relationship with the process. I knew when I started that this had to change into much more of a love affair.
To my surprise, this actually happened. Sure, it can be painful, but what true love doesn’t have difficult moments? I now embrace every aspect of this as a challenge.
I love figuring out what to eat when I’m out. I love the complete honesty of inputting what I eat, whether it is “good” or “bad.” I love inputting new meals into the app. I even love that moment when I check the box to say I’m done for the day and the app tells me when I’ll get to my goal weight if every day was like this one.
One pivotal moment came when Gretchen decided to log too. I’m pretty sure she doesn’t know how much that helped me. Something to work on. Hopefully, she reads this in the meantime and realizes how much I appreciate it.
Logging has just become something I do. I’m not sure how long I need to do it or how long it will last. Knowing what I’m eating helps perspective and self-honesty. My instinct tells me this will have to be in my life for a very long time.
Oh, and my weight loss started back up after my last rant. I’m down over 10 pounds now. The energy I wasted on worrying about the number is done. I’m going to use that energy to get my butt moving now. That half-marathon isn’t going to run itself.
#intentional #choosemypath #FatManRising