It's Monday and that means I get on the scales. I was looking forward to this all week as I have been exercising regularly and eating properly. I got on the scales and there was a new number, I'd lost 3 lbs. I now weigh 205 lbs. I should feel pleased with myself but I'm not. Somewhere deep inside in that place that makes me happy or sad, 3 lbs loss was not good enough. My sensible self of course knows this is very good. That it will take time for me to get into shape and get the weight off. My visceral self or gut was down in the dumps.
So what to do. Well first thing was to have a little internal talk with myself. A conversation between sensible me and viseral me, reminding me that this is a long journey I'm on and it will take time to lose weight and it will take time to get fit. The next step was to get to the gym. Last week I managed to get there 5 days. I did 2 yoga classes, a easy fit class, an long run on the treadmill and a weight session. I am progressing but working out is still hard.
I know as I write this the only thing I can control is how I act in the present. So today I will continue to eat properly and keep active. I just hope with time that visceral self will start to be proud of all the hard work my sensible self is doing to improve our shared body.