Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Day 15 Weigh In #2 A Day of Reckoning

I lost 7 sticks of Land of Lakes butter! 1.8 pounds, two tenths over the target. How is that for The Plan? How did you do? Did you drop 1.6 pounds? More? Less?
We are 1/6th through The Plan, only ten more weeks to prove the math adds up. And it will. You will be successful, IF you are doing what you've set out to do two weeks ago.
"Everyone has the will to win but few have the will to prepare for the win." B. Knight
Are YOU preparing? Are you planning what you will eat for lunch? For dinner? Are you juggling your schedule to squeeze in exercise? Are you counting accurately? Are you preparing to win? If you're not, what's happening? You were lamenting just a few short weeks ago how deflated and frustrated you felt with those eighty sticks of butter, slathered on your body and dripping from your chin and hips. You can't even push through for two weeks to achieve what you've
dreamt about for years? If you can't help yourself, nothing and no one can. Get tough.
Maybe you're impatient and want a more rapid weight loss. Are you diet struck with Internet ads popping up promising "20 Pounds in 20 days"? You're smarter than that. I agree that a 1.6 pound weekly loss can't hold a kilogram to Atkin's ten pound weekly losses, but haven't you ventured down that ketosis dead end before? We probably all have or, at least, bought the book. Where's Atkin's now? Years back, I read that his entire line of frozen entrees went belly up and they couldn't even give 'em away to food banks.
True story: A male friend of ours (I'll call him Santa to conceal his identity) was a good hundred pounds overweight when he started Atkins in late 2007. Santa stopped by our house at his 74 pound loss milestone, and he looked positively awesome and so exuberant. Couldn't stop singing the Atkins praises. I was definitely impressed by his stories of three pound T bone steaks, smothered in bacon and omelets the size of Staten Island. Santa rambled on about the little dipsticks he checked his urine with, and how much energy he had, and the endless yummy barbecue pork rinds he could chomp on. About a month later, we connected again and Santa didn't look quite as...slim. In fact, he looked huge and bloated. He wasn't so eager to whistle Atkins anymore, either. I inquired about the diet.
He murmured something about a setback. It seemed a close relative had died unexpectedly and the death sent him into a tailspin (alias binge). He ate (get this!) an entire 12 inch double layer chocolate cake and a half gallon of cookies 'n cream ice cream. I gotta tell you, I was fascinated with the scope of that binge. I wanted to know all the gooey details, such as, did he eat it all in one sitting or did he cut the cake in wedges and shove it in his face like the kid in the Matilda movie. And the ice cream? Did he allow it to soften and just slurp it down, Blizzard style, or did he actually scoop it into a dish? Did he eat them together? Side by side? It really piqued my interest. Long story short, he gained 23 (yep, you read that right) pounds in 6 days. I ran into Santa a couple months later at a Subway restaurant (maybe he was giving the Jared diet a shot), and not only had he gained back all the weight, but piled another full sheet cake's worth on top of it.
No matter how you are feeling NOW, ten weeks is going to pass by whether you are on The Plan or not. Wouldn't you rather be twenty pounds lighter when seventy days roll around? Losing weight slowly is a fire plan to keeping it off in the long run. You may not get the big pay off in the beginning, but, I guarantee you'll see the results in the end.
This Plan is more than just losing the butter, it's about you accomplishing something that you've set out many times to accomplish. It's about the triumphant feeling you'll own, during, after and looking back. It's the calm that comes with knowing there's a pair of jeans in your closet you can slip into when a last minutes invite comes along. Setting a goal and reaching it unties the tether that keeps us defeated on the ground, allowing us to soar off and accomplish other things we've faced with doubt. Losing twenty pounds is not going to transform your existence. I know that and you do, too. It's a testament to our determination, will and perseverance. If I can do it, so can you.
I will never forget that dreary day two weeks ago, sitting in the antiseptic examining room, and wishing I could do this.
I'm doing it.

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