I love my courage. I’m so much more courageous than I ever thought I would be! Even when I think I can’t do something (run a marathon, race in a triathlon), I just TRY. Before a new race or a new challenge, I am scared – shaking in my boots – yet I just dive right in. I would love to rid myself of all self-doubt, but sometimes I think that having to face our fears and just DO IT can be so liberating. Maybe I love my fear a little, too!
Do I have the courage to change my food choices w/o beating myself up?
This is the question that I have been asking myself today regarding my food choices, cause I’ve been lovin’ me too many carbs.
- B: 1 1/2 c. of rice krisipes, 1/2 c. special K, 2 bananas, 1 orange
- Snack: 1 orange
- Lunch: salad w/ 1/2 c. white rice w/ veggies, 1 orange
- Snack: 1 iced soy latte, 1 orange, 1 nectarine, 6 small cookies, 10 potato chips
- Dinner: 4 c. rice krispies, 1/2 c. special k, 2 banana, salad
- Snack: 1/3 c. white rice, 2 tsp. almond butter, 1 gf muffin
Michelle…what are you a carb MONSTER?
I am not getting enough protein in my meals, they aren’t balanced. I KNOW this. So..tomorrow is a new day and I endeavor to overcome my carb laden, eating beyond satisfaction, approach of today.
I get to blame this awesome package that I got from Cynthia today for some of my cookie/pea chip indulgence 🙂
Is that Trader Joe Almond butter?
Did the customs agents steal anything?
I love getting mail…but huge packages full of not only food, but amazing books as well. Cynthia, you rule my world.
I did get my carb loaded ass to the gym today!
- 20 minutes on treadmill: 2 minutes 10% incline at 7 KMPH, 2 minutes 6% incline at 6KMPH
- 45 miuntes of weights and abs
Ok so I have been thinking about this all day long.
When I first read this post, I thought to myself ‘marathon’. Then I thought ‘climb mt. kilamanjaro’.
Then I looked out my window. ‘What the hellz bellz am I thinking..of course I can do all those things.’
It’s really a matter of … DO I WANT TO? I think that we know that we CAN do most things. However, what I believe is that many times we say ‘we can’t do that’ because frankly we don’t want to.
Then I thought abt. it more, actually while I was doing the seated row at the dodgy uni gym.
‘What am I honestly afraid of? What would I do if I knew that I wouldn’t fail?’
Tell someone that they hurt me, or that I love them, walk around in a bathing suit, do a fitness challenge.
I would stop dieting and trust myself. The one thing that I would do if I knew I wouldn’t fail..is to trust myself.
Then I pumped more iron and with each grunt, I let a bit of that fear go.