Stuff Your Faith
  • home
  • About
  • photo diary
  • journal
  • contact

Keep On Truckin'

7/19/2013

0 Comments

 
Picture
I keep having that song from Yo Gabba Gabba running through my head:

Keep trying.
Keep trying.
Don’t give up (Don’t Stop!)
Never give up (Don’t Stop!)
Profound, I know.  But what else do you expect from a TV show geared towards three year olds that feature some puppets and a robot living inside of some DJ’s boom box?  Hey, it’s better than the Teletubbies or those blasted WonderPets.

I digress.

Anyway, this week has been another re-energization (if that’s even a word) of the weight loss efforts.  Not that I ever completely stopped, but I did start allowing more and more opportunities for cheating - which is a surefire path for me to stop altogether.  It’s like saying, “I’m just going to have one cigarette”…that’s never really the case. Before you know it, you are back into the habit full swing.

Not giving up is definitely the hardest part of losing weight.  It’s a simple numbers game as long as you stick to it.  Calories in vs. calories out.  Follow a routine that gets rid of more calories than you take in and you lose weight.  Seems so simple, right?  It would be were it not for those pesky things like doubt, fear, self-control, and discipline.  Sometimes it feels like you are fighting against every fiber of your being to just stay on track.  And some days it doesn’t happen.

Yesterday I got a small Reese Cup Blizzard from Dairy Queen.  Before ordering I knew I was going to regret it but I ordered anyway.  Half way through I was no longer hungry and thought to myself that I should stop…but I didn’t.  I finished it.  No sooner was it gone and the cup was in the trash  and then the guilt set in.  I had blown it.  I was disappointed in myself.  For the rest of the night I was tempted to just eat what I wanted - I had blown it already, right?  But I didn’t.  I stayed on track for the rest of the day and woke up this morning feeling good about that.

I know it’s hard.  It’s not fun and no matter what they say, it is always going to be more enjoyable to eat pizza than it is to eat baked fish and Brussels sprouts.  But it’s also more enjoyable to be able to look at your efforts and see results.  Even if it is just a pound a week, those pounds will add up to better physical health, mental health, and spiritual health.

So here are some more profound lyrics:
Just a small town girl
Livin' in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin' anywhere
Just a city boy
Born and raised in south Detroit
He took the midnight train goin' anywhere

Don't stop believin'
Hold on to the feelin'
Streetlights, people.
I know - it makes absolutely no sense.  But hey, it says “don’t stop believing” and it’s a good song.  (It’s no Yo Gabba Gabba mind you - but Journey will have to suffice).
0 Comments



Leave a Reply.

    Archives

    May 2017
    April 2017
    February 2017
    January 2017
    December 2016
    November 2016
    October 2016
    September 2016
    August 2016
    July 2016
    June 2016
    May 2016
    April 2016
    February 2016
    November 2015
    September 2015
    August 2015
    July 2015
    June 2015
    May 2015
    April 2015
    March 2015
    February 2015
    January 2015
    December 2014
    November 2014
    October 2014
    July 2014
    June 2014
    May 2014
    April 2014
    March 2014
    February 2014
    January 2014
    December 2013
    November 2013
    October 2013
    September 2013
    August 2013
    July 2013
    June 2013
    May 2013
    April 2013
    March 2013

    RSS Feed

  • home
  • About
  • photo diary
  • journal
  • contact
Powered by Create your own unique website with customizable templates.