I am beginning to struggle. It's not just that I forget to eat, which I have been having a problem with doing lately. I'm not actually getting to my point total that is supposed to be my minimum. I am sort of finding it difficult to remember to record what little I do eat. My meals have been healthy, and I have been trying to create healthy choices of food around me. My refrigerator is full of healthy vegetables and my fruit basket is nearly over-flowing (bet you didn't know I already owned a fruit basket!) I am just not eating as much as I probably should, according to the plan. I think my friend last night called it "weight watcher's lethargy". I thought that was a good term.
As I head into my weigh in for week two.. and my third week of blog posts (if I do 7 more,I will have created a good habit.. and I will do one tonight, for I will have much to report), I wonder what things I can do to motivate myself to push past this lethargy barrier.
One of my motivations is my friends and family who love me. I have found that I have such an amazing support circle that wants me to succeed that I almost feel like I am letting them down if I don't. I even had my sister and my brother's fiance post on my Facebook wall a reminder that I needed to blog. I love that sort of motivation and caring from people who actually pay attention to what I do.
Another motivation, which sounds weird, is my Second Life. My avatar in that world is thin and gorgeous, and I would love to look and move like she does. I would love for people to perceive me in that way (though I admit, the tail and ears will have to stay in Second Life) as it gives me so much confidence to do things I would have never done in this body. I host poetry shows, I go to writing collectives and I run a short story discussion group with a close friend of mine. I watch my avatar do all of these things, and want the woman who lives behind the screen to be just as hot and talented as the person that I see on the screen.
My last motivation is a sudden fervor for life that I haven't felt in a long time. I am ecstatic to be alive right now, which is something I couldn't have said a few years ago, when I was wallowing in a depression. Today, right now, I am happy to be breathing in air, filling my lungs with oxygen and just simply existing. Everything looks different through my eyes lately, and I am loving just being alive. The wonderment of the sunset, the way the wind blows through my willow tree outside, the friends and family who love me more than I could ever imagine- these are the things that make my life worth living.
But for now... I'm going back to sleep :)
Thank you to all who read this, and to all who love me. Your support means more to me than anything.
ToryLynn
