This past weekend, I committed to losing 8 pounds before the end of the year.
I am actually at my goal weight, and have been for about a year. But, I decided that I could do more. That it was POSSIBLE to do more. That I WANTED to do more. Not because I think I will feel or look better, but because of who I will need to become in the process of achieving it.
The moment you commit to change something about yourself be prepared to face all types of temptations, obstacles, and speed bumps.
As if my daughters could read my mind they asked if they could make cinnamon rolls and monkey bread.
I considered saying no to their request to use their talents and practice their skills, including the skill of cleaning up the kitchen, because eating cinnamon rolls is not part of my plan today, or the next.
But, I rationalized that I needed to practice the skill of being in close proximity to sweet bread if I was ever going to be successful and reach my goal.
After all, the only person who needs to change in order for me to accomplish my goal is ME!
From many personal experiments with food I know that flour and sugar are my stumbling blocks. No matter how many times I run the experiment the outcome is always the same.
I was doing so well, until I wasn’t.
I justified my indulgence, in what essentially was two cinnamon rolls, with familiar excuses:
How could any one resist cinnamon rolls when my house smells this good? Nobody can do that!
My daughters made these! I need to support them and encourage them. What kind of mother would I be if I didn’t?
I just dropped my mom off at the airport and I’m emotional. I really want one, and it would make me feel better… surely.
I can start again tomorrow, and it won’t make a difference. I know how to self-correct so its not a big deal.
You are 44, have 5 kids, one of which was born just three years ago. C’mon. You should be proud of yourself – and eat a cinnamon roll!
Uh-oh.
This is how it happens.
This is how dreams remain dreams and never reality.
The final 8 pounds to a NEW goal weight will require me to become the person who can say NO to a cinnamon roll, right out of the oven, with a decadent glaze and YES to following my protocol and food plan. Am I going to let a little bread covered in butter and sugar derail or delay me?
If I can accomplish this, there isn’t anything I won’t be able to do!
For the record, this image is the actual cinnamon roll not a stock photo.
We decided that if they were going to keep baking at this pace they should probably start selling them. My daughter even plated and presented it like this for photographing. If you are local, keep your eyes open for their marketing campaign.
Could you say no? How big are your dreams and what obstacles will you face? What are you willing to do or give up to reach your goal?
Do you have a plan?
I do.
Need help creating your plan? I do that, too.
