Yes, that's me on the treadmill - 30 minutes, 5 days a week. Even though I have managed to stick with this routine for two months now, I haven't lost an ounce, but I'm strangely undeterred by this lack of progress. Everyday I tell myself I am going to start eating better (this monologue is usually conducted during my healthy yogurt and granola breakfast), but by 11:00am when my blood sugar dips, I typically grab something sweet to tide myself over until lunch. Lunch is also typically a healthy meal, but afternoon snack, another sugarfest. Dinner is hit and miss: sometimes healthy and low calorie, other times not.
Oddly, I have found that what keeps me coming back to my treadmill every morning is allowing myself some movie time via my iPad while I'm hiking - I absolutely love watching a good show. I have gotten hooked on Brideshead Revisited, a 1981 British series, with lots of episodes, but I only watch it during those 30 minutes I am exercising. Now, why is it that I can be so disciplined about when I watch a particular show, but I can't seem to steer clear of those extra calories each day? I'm pretty sure I know the answer, but it seems silly to me that, as much as I'd like to shed a few pounds, I can't seem to make the necessary diet changes to make it happen. At 9:00am I am gungho to choose fruit for a snack instead of cookies, but by 11:00am I have decided that it doesn't really matter. What's with that?!?
I used to have more resolve about achieving goals. I think I'm getting lazy with age.