With all the festivities around the 4th of July, my wife’s birthday, and my dad visiting, plus how I’d sort of stalled in my weight loss, I decided to go “off my diet” for a bit. I didn’t plan to eat “badly,” but within a few weeks, I found myself falling into some old bad habits.. In 3 weeks, I gained 5 pounds, though some of that could be “water weight” that will come off fairly quickly when I begin cutting back on carbs and eating more healthy foods again. I’ve hovered around that 5 pound mark for the last couple of weeks now.
As of today, I’ve started back on a more restrictive low carb for a couple of weeks, just to sort of get myself back into “diet mode”. Then I’ll back off to more of a “healthier choices” mode again. I’ll get back to weekly weigh-ins and blog posts next week.
The most troubling thing about all this was how easy it was to fall back into old bad habits, especially convenience foods and late-evening snacking. And the troubling part is that avoiding these things is merely a matter of *not* doing something you don’t *have* to do.
Let’s say you got in the habit of skipping everywhere you went. But it started to negatively effect your life, because people thought you were freakin’ nuts. So you had two other options, running or walking. Both get you where you need to go, both give you a viable alternative to skipping. All you have to do is stop skipping and run or walk instead. But the moment you let your guard down, you find yourself skipping. It gives you some sensation you want, it gives you some form of reward, and that’s what’s hard to give up… the rewarding sensation you get from skipping. For all the negatives those behaviors cause, there is some rewarding or comforting sensation that comes with them, and that’s what makes it hard to stop.
It’s not just about weak will or strong will. It’s about having to resist that path of least resistance, about having to turn away from the easy road, the gratifying road, every time you’re hungry or even merely peckish, every time you’ve got two kids to manage all by yourself and feel like there’s no time to cook, every time you’re going over the delectable choices on a restaurant menu and they’re all more appetizing than a bunless turkey burger with sliced tomato instead of fries. If you let your guard down, it’s easy to choose the easy route. And when you choose it once, it’s easier to choose it the next time.
That’s the battle we all have to face. It’s not just making the right choice every time. We just can’t do it every single time for the rest of our lives. The battle is not letting one or two wrong choices turn into a spiral of wrong choices that goes on and on until we become so disgusted with it, we’re motivated to get back to the right path, but only after doing significant damage.
I can’t beat myself up about making wrong choices, but I do have to get better at recovering from them so I only make them occasionally instead of falling into patterns of them.
See y’all next week.